At the Chu Residence.
Wu Yaqing had indeed locked herself in her room, but contrary to Chu Qingzhi's depiction of her being downcast, she was actually hunched over her desk, writing furiously with an excited expression that seemed quite content.
Lu Yichen, concerned for Wu Yaqing, had bought several types of snacks as a peace offering.
Opting not to use the main entrance, he flew directly to Wu Yaqing's window and gently knocked, "Yaqing, are you asleep?"
Wu Yaqing looked towards the window in surprise. How did Lu Yichen, this ungrateful wretch, end up here?!
She put down her pen and, feigning anger, went to open the window, "Don't you know it's very impolite to visit a lady's boudoir in the middle of the night?"
Lu Yichen, not adept at sweet-talking, handed her the snacks, "These are to apologize for this morning. Please, don't be mad. Also, I have something very important to tell you."
