97 A Poor Old Lady Plagued Frequently By Illness

Lu Yumo cried even harder. 

His clothes looked crumpled, and he could not go visit "picky" Madam Lu in his current condition. 

Fu Zhi flagged down a cab. 

It was pretty late now, so she decided to take her elder brother back home to feed him. 

The taxi driver was a little talkative. He noticed Lu Yumo's red eyes through the rearview mirror and said, "What's up, bud? Did you have a fight with your girlfriend? Don't you worry, it's normal for a couple to fight. All you have to do is sit back, relax, and everything will turn out fine eventually."

Fu Zhi sent a message to Xu Wei. Then, she replied, "We are not a couple."

Lu Yumo took his handkerchief out to wipe his tears and said, "Yeah. She's my little sister."

'They are brother and sister?'

The taxi driver was clearly stunned. He then said, "The two of you have different mothers, right? You look very different from your sister!" 

Lu Yumo was stumped, and his face turned dark.