Lin Jiao finished speaking, and this time she didn't reach for Ji Sang's hand but lightly patted her on the shoulder.
"You need to recover quickly, otherwise Fu Yisi, the wife slave, will stick to you every day."
Ji Sang looked up at Fu Yisi before asking,
"What were you all chatting about just now?"
She was standing far away and hadn't heard clearly.
Lin Jiao waved her hand,
"Nothing, they were just talking nonsense."
Yan Jin, who was walking towards them, paused when he heard what she said, and frowned as he looked toward the woman chatting and laughing with them.
As Yan Jin approached Lin Jiao, the smile on her face suddenly turned cold. Yan Jin's frown deepened.
Between them, she had always been the initiator, and although she'd been teased about it before, she would acknowledge it every time with a silent smile.
But today, in front of his closest siblings, she denied it.
Even Yan Jin, who could be rather obtuse, realized that something was off.
