She stared suspiciously at Lu Hualiang's face for a long while. Seeing that he looked serious, it really did seem to be the case.
Xia Weibao instantly felt guilty.
Trying to please him, she smoothed out his sleeve. "Sorry, young master, I'm not used to strangers touching me when I'm sleeping. I overreacted a bit, don't take it to heart."
Lu Hualiang's expression stayed cool as ice. He lowered his head to glance at the wound on his body. "I don't particularly mind, it's just this injury…"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely take care of you until the wound's healed!"
Lu Hualiang finally looked satisfied and gave an extremely aloof nod. "Since Miss Xia says so, then I'll temporarily stay here."
Xia Weibao, "…"
Why did she feel like she'd been played? Was it just her imagination?
Forget it, none of that matters. Better go make breakfast first, she was starving.
