Gu Qingya was still lying in bed thinking of a plan when she saw Meng Ting arrive.
A gleam flashed in her eyes and vanished. Looking docile, she lay under the covers, weakly looking at Meng Ting, her spirits somewhat low as she said, "Uncle Meng..."
"Qingya, are you not feeling well?"
"Uh... it's just acclimatization; a bit of rest will make it better."
"Even so, one should see a doctor... I'll get a doctor to have a look at you."
"No need... Uncle Meng, I'm feeling much better already."
"Have you had dinner?"
"All my friends have left... I'm not used to being alone and don't want to eat."
"Then let Uncle Meng accompany you for a bite. Your father is on his way here. He called me before to ask me to look after you."
Look after?
More like keep an eye on her!
Gu Qingya had expected her father to come, but hearing it confirmed by Meng Ting, she couldn't help but feel panicked inside.
