Fu Zhi pulled Lu Yumo all the way back to their house and threw him into his room.
Before she left his room, she felt a tug at her sleeve. She turned around and saw Lu Yumo looking at her with a pair of puppy eyes.
Frowning, Fu Zhi placed her arm on the chair beside the bed and asked, her voice soft and emotionless, "What's wrong?"
Lu Yumo sniffled and said in a nasal voice, "You… You haven't said anything to me yet."
'Oh, so he wants me to comfort him?'
With that thought in mind, Fu Zhi withdrew her hand from Lu Yumo's grip and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry too much. It's not your fault. Just rest well and everything will be fine."
Lu Yumo shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, Fu Zhi added, "I spent quite a lot of money to save you this time, so you gotta rest well and pay me back the money."
Lu Yumo fell silent. He threw himself back on his bed and covered his head with his blanket.
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