“According to what you said, we’re being too passive. Forget it, there’s no other way. Anyway, you just keep a close lookout.” With that, Chi Jiao returned to the classroom to continue her afternoon lessons.

Meanwhile, in Gong Lu’s apartment.

Even though it was already spring, the heater in Gong Lu’s apartment was still turned on. The moment Yan Qingqing entered, she was so hot that she took off her jacket. “Brother, it’s already April. You’re still turning on the heater. Isn’t that too much?”

“You know that the heater in Ah Lu’s apartment can only be switched off at the end of April. Otherwise, he will cough again.” Yan Zhengchen found a pair of guest slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to her.

Yan Qingqing rolled her eyes at him. “Brother, please don’t think that everyone understands Brother Lu like you, okay? I didn’t know he was so afraid of the cold.”

“Now you know. Did you bring the lunch I asked for?” Yan Zhengchen asked.

“Of course. Here, the takeout from the Japanese restaurant has the sushi and unagi rice you ordered. Brother, I thought you didn’t like seafood?” Yan Qingqing handed the Japanese food to him.

“It’s not for me. Come in.” Yan Zhengchen carried the Japanese food into the kitchen and patiently arranged the food on plates, trying his best to make it look exquisite.

“Brother, where’s Brother Lu? I haven’t seen him in a long time. Which room is he in?” Yan Qingqing looked at the many rooms on the second floor and couldn’t figure out which one Gong Lu was in.

She didn’t come to Gong Lu’s apartment often. She only had the chance to enter when she was treated as an errand girl to deliver things to Yan Zhengchen.

During the long winter, Gong Lu’s health had not been good. When Yan Qingqing came over, he would be resting nine out of ten times, during which Yan Zhengchen refused to let her see him.

Yan Qingqing felt that it was as if Yan Zhengchen was hiding a mistress in a golden house.

However, he was hiding a grown man instead.

“He’s resting. I’ll wake him up for lunch.” Yan Zhengchen placed the Japanese food on the dining table and walked to the second floor.

Yan Qingqing quietly followed him.

Reaching the door, Yan Zhengchen went in himself. Yan Qingqing was locked outside. She looked at the door and listened to the sounds coming inside.

“Time to get up for lunch.” Yan Zhengchen’s voice was very patient.

Yan Qingqing was surprised to hear her brother being so gentle. She was also surprised to hear Gong Lu grunt tiredly.

He seemed to be still sleeping. After taking a deep breath, he muttered, “I don’t want to eat.”

His sleepy voice was nasal and sounded quite coquettish.

Yan Qingqing was shocked.

Gong Lu had always been a cold and disciplined person. Even in front of them, he rarely revealed this side of himself.

In the room, Yan Zhengchen smiled wickedly. “Are you sure? I’ve prepared your favorite Japanese food. There’s sashimi, sushi, and unagi rice. If you don’t get up…”

“Oh, I’m up. I’m up. Where are my clothes?” Gong Lu sat up straight.

“Why do you need to change your clothes? It’s just lunch. We’re not going to a business meeting. But do wash your face and brush your teeth first…” Yan Zhengchen nagged.

Yan Qingqing found the entire situation very novel and felt like recording what she had heard so that she could send it to Chi Jiao.

But before she could take out her phone, the door opened.

Gong Lu’s hair looked a little messy. He was wearing wrinkled pajamas, and his eyes were filled with fatigue. It was a huge contrast to his usual aloof and pristine appearance.