"You must be Ji, right? I'm Lu Zhongmin." Just as he entered the courtyard, a man in his thirties came forward to greet him and shook Ji Yang's hand with enthusiasm.
Lu Zhongmin?
Ji Yang glanced at Miao Yu, who was smiling and said, "This is my husband."
Seeing her calm demeanor, Ji Yang felt a bit awkward.
"Hello, hello, you're Brother Lu, right? I'm Ji Yang."
"Yes, thank you for saving Xiaoyu. If it weren't for you, who knows what might have happened."
If he hadn't learned from Miao Yu about their situation, knowing that they appeared close but actually slept in separate beds, Ji Yang would have thought they were very much in love.
"It was just a coincidence I helped. Anyone else in that situation would have done the same."
"Don't say that. You were able to help under those circumstances, and we're very grateful. Please, come inside."
This Lu Zhongmin isn't bad; he's just been sidelined by Old Lin.
Can only sigh for him inwardly.
