Liang Siyun covered her mouth in surprise. "Grandma, she..."
Lai Rumu's sharp gaze fixed on Liang Siyun, trying to discern the truth from her face.
He knew Liang Siyun's acting skills were just passable, incapable of perfect deception, so he believed her somewhat.
"She has been feeling unwell since last night."
"No wonder you were in such a bad mood last night, and I couldn't even show understanding. I really shouldn't have," Liang Siyun said, struggling to push off the covers to get out of bed. "I'll post on Weibo right away."
As soon as she stood up, the world started spinning, and she collapsed back onto the bed.
Lai Rumu helped her lie down. "Give me your phone; I'll post it. You just rest easy."
Liang Siyun nodded. "My phone is in last night's bag."
Lai Rumu immediately went to look for the bag.
Liang Siyun's eyes were filled with desolation.
Lai Rumu edited a Weibo post with Liang Siyun's phone, even deliberately mentioning Lai Shenyan.
