Song Qiao, however, didn't quite believe him and looked at him with an inquisitive face, "Is it really just that simple?"
Lu Jingchen's gaze was fixed on her. His Adam's apple bobbed as he finally decided to tell her the plain truth, "Hmm? I also heard that you encountered something upsetting today, so I came back to keep you company. Are you satisfied now?"
Song Qiao hadn't expected such a straightforward answer and was momentarily stunned, taking a while to come to her senses before frowning and looking at the man in front of her, "You heard about it?"
"Mhm." He didn't hide anything, lowered his head to kiss her cheek gently, and his low voice was intoxicating like a century-old wine, his deep gaze reflecting only her silhouette, "How about now? Are you feeling any better?"
However, Song Qiao looked at him with an odd expression on her face and muttered, "Who told you I was in a bad mood? When was I ever in a bad mood? I clearly wasn't feeling bad."
