Sweet Wife in My Arms

"I am glad that you are fine." Yan Huan steadied the gold crown on her head again. She was sorry to have kept them waiting as she already wasted their time in the morning. Thus, she felt very embarrassed.

"I gotta work now." Biting her red lips, she set her phone down until she heard his reply. Then she handed it to Yi Ling. Luckily, Yi Ling didn't ask her about the person who called her and why she talked on the phone for a long time.

Yan Huan adjusted her clothes and ran over to set.

She could relax finally and thus, the shooting was going on smoothly after that. Director Zheng let out a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Yan Huan was in a bad mood. He almost wanted to ask whether Yan Huan was having her period because women were usually very moody when they were having their period.

Fortunately, he didn't ask her.

Lu Yi set his phone down and took a break.

Lei Qingyi suddenly moved closer to him, "Who were you calling? Is it that woman?"

He didn't like to pry into the privacy of others but Lu Yi was his best buddy, his brother. Of course, he wanted to ask about his brother's privacy.

Lu Yi opened his eyes and asked faintly.

"Can I take a nap?"

"Of course you can." Lei Qingyi raised both of his hands.

"By the way," He squatted down. It was too good to be tall. He was as tall as the people who were standing even if he was squatting down.

"Do you need to tell your mum?"

"No need, I am fine."

Lu Yi never thought of telling Ye Shuyun. It was better not to tell or else his mother would surely would shed a few kilograms of tears.

"I think so." Lei Qingyi nodded, "It is terrible if aunty cries." The thing he was most afraid of was seeing women cry, and he also hated them crying. Perhaps it was because he got a mother who always cried that sometimes his house was almost flooded with her tears.

"How about the old hag?"

The old hag wasn't the character in Jinyong's novels but a nickname given by the students. Fang Zhu had deserved the title of the old hag.

She was exactly the annoying old hag.

She wasn't old but in his mind, but there was no difference between her and the old hag in his heart.

"No need." Lu Yi remained his eyes closed and he never said the reason he got a fever. Even if he told Fang Zhu, nothing changed.

She would know anything if she intended to, but if she didn't intend to know, then there was no point to say.

There was no love between both of them, they were just trying to be together, to be a couple in each other's eyes, and to be the apple of each other's eyes.

But were they suitable to each other? Perhaps, they weren't.

As expected, if Lu Yi didn't tell about he had admitted to the hospital, there weren't many people knew about this. She didn't contact Lu Yi for a few days since she had been scratched by the cat. She didn't want to take the initiative and neither did Lu Yi.

A few days later, Fang Zhu couldn't help eating humble pie but she still assumed a strong posture.

"Lu Yi, don't you have anything to tell me?"