Lu Family Mansion, 13:05;
Once he'd finished preparing her meal, Xi Yuan didn't bring it to the living room. Instead, he laid it all out on the long dining table, choosing the head seat—Lu Wei's throne—for her. Then, with the same protectiveness he'd shown since the moment she'd collapsed, he lifted her and gently eased her into the chair.
He wouldn't let her feel exposed—scrutinized beneath the worried eyes of her brothers and sisters-in-law. Her well-being outweighed their peace of mind.
For him, it did.
Besides, he was well aware that the Six Tigers were observing everything through the mansion's CCTV network. Every corridor, every shared space was under strict surveillance—except, of course, for the family's private rooms. Too many threats had come Lu Wei's way for his security team to take any chances now.
Xi Yuan's lips curved into a faint smile as he watched her chew the bite he'd given her moments ago.
Like a little bird—fragile, focused.
