This Is My Sister

George noticed that something was off with her and curiously asked, "Ning, what's wrong?"

Ning Li was silent for a moment.

"Nothing, I'm just a little cold."

"Cold?"

George was surprised,

"This room is 26 degrees, and you're still cold?"

Ning Li rubbed the space between her eyebrows as she felt a headache coming on.

"Forget it, I'll take my leave first."

...

After going downstairs, Ning Li stood by the roadside and called Lu Huaiyu.

He picked up the call quickly.

"Ah Li?"

Lu Huaiyu's voice was still languid, but the meaning of his words was more or less subtle.

"Were you looking for me?"

Ning Li, "..."

If everything was alright on his end, then why had there been a missed call from him earlier?

"Second Brother."

She said in a muffled voice, "I haven't had dinner yet."

Lu Huaiyu's phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly.

"Didn't you have any porridge?"