A term of address, tender as water.
Ling Yan's gaze fell upon Bai Yuejie's slightly pale face, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile.
And Uncle Liu, his smile subtly restrained, turned his head to face Bai Yuejie directly.
Bai Yuejie paused, feeling slightly uneasy under Uncle Liu's gaze.
She knew this wasn't good for him.
But she really wanted to see him, very much so.
Besides, he had said it himself, hadn't he? It was because of Grandma Shi's concern that he had come.
Moreover, he had come to apologize for the excessive words he had said last time in Shi Wuzhou.
He wasn't there to chastise her.
Bai Yuejie avoided Uncle Liu's gaze, saying shyly, "Why are you here?"
Her eyes skimming past Uncle Liu and settling on Ling Yan.
Ling Yan's expression was unusually serene as he stood and stepped forward, asking in a soft voice, "Are you feeling better?"
