Watching him laugh would be embarrassing.

"Did I make you upset?" Not knowing why but seeing him suffering like that, Yun Meiyi felt guilty. 

Lu Xifu looked at her. His brows frowned a little but he asked again, "What did she say?"

Yun Meiyi tried to read him but as always, he was difficult to read. Would there ever be a day when she would be able to read him? 

"She said that I seemed to have changed. Changed a lot. I did something today and she thought my actions were as measured and calculated as you. And I say you, I mean to refer to the Devil. That's ultimately you." Yun Meiyi explained, trying her best to not offend him. But no matter how she said it, her words sounded as sharp as if she was looking down at his identity. 

When she actually doesn't look down at him. Rather she appreciates him. He might be the Devil, but to her he was the rare person who has made her feel home.