Jing Luozhou wouldn't dare let his brother drive him, so he slipped away quickly.
Shi Su lowered her head to look at the check on the coffee table, her gaze slowly turning towards the man calmly drinking tea on the sofa.
The air seemed to stagnate in this silence, until Shi Su broke it with a sudden scolding: "Why are you drinking tea when you're not healed?"
The teacup was abruptly snatched away by her outstretched hand, and Jing Jihan turned to look at her with a surprised expression of someone who had just helped and now found himself discarded.
Shi Su picked up both teacups, not leaving any for him, and said while walking to the kitchen, "I just put them out for show. If you want to drink, wait until you are completely healed. Who knows if tea might affect the healing of your injury? You can't just drink any tea!"
Jing Jihan: "…It's pre-rain Longjing. The tea's flavor is mild and won't have any impact."
