Mo Shu was laughing to the point of exhaustion, rocking back and forth, nearly in tears.
Sao Zha looked at Juechen's somewhat unpleasant expression and said seriously, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
The words were genuine, sounding quite caring.
But to Juechen's ears, they seemed like mockery.
Faced with Sao Zha's question, her expression turned unpleasant.
But inside she thought, "WTF", though she still needed to keep a smiling face.
Forcing a smile, Juechen sweetly said, "You're just joking, young master..."
Sao Zha was puzzled, "I'm not joking."
Juechen: "..."
Sao Zha, afraid she might not believe him, continued seriously, "I'm really not joking."
Mo Shu almost laughed herself silly.
Juechen's expression twitched, and she reluctantly said, "I see... There's nothing wrong with me."
Sao Zha was genuinely relieved, saying, "That's good, now go ahead."
Upon hearing this, Juechen finally displayed a heartfelt smile, sweetly saying, "Look at you, why so impatient?"
