"You're worried about me?" Yu Xiuzhun put down his phone, raised an eyebrow, and looked at her.
With one hand supporting his head, he seemed to be lost in thought.
His deep eyes radiated a light that Ye Mingmei couldn't understand.
"No, I just think it's better this way. If you spend your time on other things, you won't have time to do those deplorable things." Mingmei replied without thinking.
Afraid that Yu Xiuzhun might hit her, she shielded herself with a pillow, and smiled to ease the tense atmosphere.
"..."
Deplorable things.
Is that all she can see in the things he does?
Yu Xiuzhun's eyes flickered briefly with complexity.
"It's getting late. You should rest early. Tomorrow I'll have someone take you back." Yu Xiuzhun stood up, approached her, preparing to lift her.
"I can walk on my own."
"Don't talk nonsense." Yu Xiuzhun lifted her horizontally in his arms, striding toward the bed, placed her down, and gently pulled the quilt over her.
