Of course, Lin Chuxia wouldn't really be heartless. Ever since it started snowing, she had been thinking about Old Master He. If it weren't for Qin Yang worrying about her slipping on the snowy roads, she might have come over earlier.
Today, she brought a bunch of food, drinks, and necessities.
When Old Master He heard Lin Chuxia had fallen, he didn't care about anything else and his face turned serious.
"I keep saying, in this icy and snowy weather, don't go out if you don't need to," he said, but didn't finish the rest of his sentence.
"Master, you said that too late, I've already fallen," Lin Chuxia quipped.
Seeing that she still had the mood to tease, Old Master He gave Lin Chuxia a light flick on the forehead.
"Stretch out your hand."
Lin Chuxia grimaced in pain but obediently stretched out her hand for Old Master He to feel her pulse.
