Luo Qingli returned home and couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about Zhuo Yihan today.
"Qingqing, what are you thinking about? You're not even eating your food." Gu Yuying turned his head and watched Luo Qingli absentmindedly picking at her meal, reminding her.
"I'm thinking about Senior Brother!" Luo Qingli frowned, desperately wanting to help Zhuo Yihan in some way, but feeling that it wasn't appropriate given her position.
"I'm right here, and you're thinking about another man?" Gu Yuying lifted Luo Qingli's chin, "Qingqing, are you starting to ignore my presence more and more?"
"It's not like that, Uncle. I'm just worried that Senior Brother seemed really out of sorts today. When I saw him during the day, his face looked awful, like he was soul-less. Uncle, do you think Senior Brother is troubled by something?" Luo Qingli scrunched her fox-like eyes slightly and rubbed her face, clueless as to the reason.
