Lu Jianshen turned over, letting Yin Ci lean on him, adjusting the blanket that was covering her.
"I told you I could have gone by myself. I hate seeing you worn out by these trips."
Yin Ci furrowed her brows and took a deep breath. She made herself comfortable in Lu Jianshen's arms, relaxing her shoulders.
"I wouldn't be at ease if I didn't see it for myself."
She needed to know the results firsthand.
A flicker of unspoken emotion surged in the man's dark pupils.
Halfway through, as Yin Ci was about to fall asleep, she heard a sour comment.
"I've never seen you care about me this much."
This jealousy, he really knows when to pick his moments.
Yin Ci's response was a squeeze of her hand on Lu Jianshen's.
...
He Feng from the orphanage had arranged the visit in advance, so Yin Ci and her companion rested for a day before heading over.
It was a detached villa in the suburbs surrounded by red maple trees that rustled in the wind.