Leng Yu Yan returned to her room and had just poured herself a glass of water when Ye Yiheng also arrived.
He bolted the door and furrowed his brow as he asked her, "Feeling unwell?"
She lay on the quilt, cat-like, and softly "mm-hmm"ed.
Ye Yiheng reached out to touch her forehead, "Didn't you catch a chill last night?"
"No," her voice was soft and fluffy.
"So what is it then?"
"I'm just feeling unwell," Leng Yu Yan pressed her hand against her chest.
Ye Yiheng looked at where she pressed and averted his gaze; it wasn't a place where he could easily lend his hands for massaging.
At that moment, in the dining area,
Jiang Yu turned and asked, "Brother, our house is so large, could we possibly take in a son-in-law?"
While feeding his daughter, Jiang Xuan said, "Haven't you given up yet?"
Jiang Yu slammed the table, "Didn't you realize, Ah Li's prospective family might not want him? In that case, I'll have him."
