He couldn't hold back in the end, lifted his head to look at her, and saw Ye Muyu had no intention of paying him any attention, feeling a bit anxious.
"I was wrong, sis, really, I was wrong, don't be mad," Lu Sangqi's voice was small, tinged with embarrassment.
Ye Muyu raised an eyebrow: "Say it again."
"..." Lu Sangqi's cheeks reddened, initially annoyed that Ye Muyu knowingly exposed his concealed illness, but now that Ye Muyu was truly ignoring him, he became flustered; as for embarrassment, it couldn't outweigh the importance of the people around him.
"Sis, I was wrong, really." Lu Sangqi was so ashamed that his ears turned red, yet he honestly admitted his mistake.
Ye Muyu put down the book in her hand, looked up at him, and smiled: "You call me sis, yet still hide the illness? Besides, do you think I don't know you?"
