âI am glad that you are fine.â Yan Huan steadied the gold crown on her head again. She was sorry to have kept them waiting as she already wasted their time in the morning. Thus, she felt very embarrassed.
âI gotta work now.â Biting her red lips, she set her phone down until she heard his reply. Then she handed it to Yi Ling. Luckily, Yi Ling didnât ask her about the person who called her and why she talked on the phone for a long time.
Yan Huan adjusted her clothes and ran over to set.
She could relax finally and thus, the shooting was going on smoothly after that. Director Zheng let out a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Yan Huan was in a bad mood. He almost wanted to ask whether Yan Huan was having her period because women were usually very moody when they were having their period.
Fortunately, he didnât ask her.
Lu Yi set his phone down and took a break.
Lei Qingyi suddenly moved closer to him, âWho were you calling? Is it that woman?â
He didnât like to pry into the privacy of others but Lu Yi was his best buddy, his brother. Of course, he wanted to ask about his brotherâs privacy.
Lu Yi opened his eyes and asked faintly.
âCan I take a nap?â
âOf course you can.â Lei Qingyi raised both of his hands.
âBy the way,â He squatted down. It was too good to be tall. He was as tall as the people who were standing even if he was squatting down.
âDo you need to tell your mum?â
âNo need, I am fine.â
Lu Yi never thought of telling Ye Shuyun. It was better not to tell or else his mother would surely would shed a few kilograms of tears.
âI think so.â Lei Qingyi nodded, âIt is terrible if aunty cries.â The thing he was most afraid of was seeing women cry, and he also hated them crying. Perhaps it was because he got a mother who always cried that sometimes his house was almost flooded with her tears.
âHow about the old hag?â
The old hag wasnât the character in Jinyongâs novels but a nickname given by the students. Fang Zhu had deserved the title of the old hag.
She was exactly the annoying old hag.
She wasnât old but in his mind, but there was no difference between her and the old hag in his heart.
âNo need.â Lu Yi remained his eyes closed and he never said the reason he got a fever. Even if he told Fang Zhu, nothing changed.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She would know anything if she intended to, but if she didnât intend to know, then there was no point to say.
There was no love between both of them, they were just trying to be together, to be a couple in each otherâs eyes, and to be the apple of each otherâs eyes.
But were they suitable to each other? Perhaps, they werenât.
As expected, if Lu Yi didnât tell about he had admitted to the hospital, there werenât many people knew about this. She didnât contact Lu Yi for a few days since she had been scratched by the cat. She didnât want to take the initiative and neither did Lu Yi.
A few days later, Fang Zhu couldnât help eating humble pie but she still assumed a strong posture.
âLu Yi, donât you have anything to tell me?â