Qiao Yun scanned him with her eyes and found his brow furrowed, an expression weighed down with heavy thoughts, further confirming that Lu Jingzhi was ill.
With sincere concern, she said, "If you're sick, you should see a doctor early, don't delay the treatment."
Lu Jingzhi, however, thought Qiao Yun was showing concern for him, and a hint of guilt surged in his heart.
He had so many misunderstandings about Qiao Yun before, yet she was still concerned about whether he was ill.
"Qiaoqiao," Lu Jingzhi's voice was a bit hoarse, "I have something to ask you."
"What is it?"
Qiao Yun lifted her eyelids to look at him, her obedient demeanor softened Lu Jingzhi's gaze slightly.
Lu Jingzhi watched her for a while, then asked her, "You knew all along that Tingting was lying, didn't you?"
At this, Qiao Yun raised her eyebrows and admitted, "Yes."
"Why didn't you say so?"