A Conversation

For some reason, Lin Yin felt that the clearly vexed Lu Ming was especially interesting. Her face was covered in a gentleness that even she did not realize.

When Mu Xiao entered, he saw the joy on Lin Yin's face and couldn't help but sigh slightly. He broke the inexplicable harmonious silence between Lin Yin and Lu Ming.

Lu Ming subconsciously took a step back and nodded at Mu Xiao as a greeting.

"Yinyin needs more rest. As for the rest, Lu Ming, you can tell me directly." Mu Xiao's eyes were smiling, but his words seemed to be chasing him away.

Lin Yin looked at Mu Xiao in confusion. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that her family didn't want her to interact too much with Lu Ming. This wasn't the first time.

Lu Ming's expression did not change. He just smiled at Lin Yin and said, "Rest well. There's still your brother, me, and the rest."

Seeing Lin Yin nod, Lu Ming went out with Mu Xiao.