The three people squeezed together like children, making Weilan feel both amused and helpless.
Lu Hechen remained seated there, devoid of emotion, but the faint scent of tobacco surrounding him enveloped Weilan.
Weilan was taken aback, sighing in her heart.
The man beside her, his aura still caused some flutter in her heart, but she did not want to think too much about it anymore. The fluttering in her heart was minimal, and fatigue was more prevalent.
Weilan stood up and said to Lu Hechen and Lu Heyan, "I'll let you sit here, I'll sit over there."
She walked over to a single-seat sofa on the other side and sat down.
Lu Hechen remained unmoved.
Lu Heyan saw Weilan leave, so he shifted to the side and sat down.
Lu Hechen remained silent, but he gave Lu Heyan a sharp glance, full of warning.
He could allow Weilan to sit separately, but he would never tolerate Lu Heyan sitting with her.
