Chapter 162 Ayan, I Am Sick

"Moreover, this is my issue."

"My issue should be addressed by me to her."

On the day he confessed to her, he should have been honest with her about this.

He had already indulged in a bit of selfishness once; he couldn't let Zhuang Chen say it now while still harboring that selfishness.

It would seem as though he was tying her down by playing the sympathy card.

This wouldn't be fair to her.

Standing in front of the master bedroom door, Sheng Xian took a deep breath and raised his hand to lightly knock twice.

After about ten seconds, the door was pulled open. Lu Jingyan raised his head to glance at him, said nothing, and stepped aside from the door.

Sheng Xian walked in, placing the meal tray on the small glass table on the balcony, "Eat something first."

Lu Jingyan hesitated, then walked over. Breakfast was only prepared for one; she raised her head to look at Sheng Xian: "Aren't you eating?"

Sheng Xian passed her the fork, his expression calm: "I'm not hungry."