Lu Yuan stood rooted to the spot, looking at the sobbing Song Meiqin, unsure whether to go or stay.
After a moment's thought…
Lu Yuan pursed his lips and walked toward Song Meiqin.
"Alright, alright, stop crying. I didn't say anything that bad. Can't you just hurry up and go? Just run a little."
Kneeling in front of Song Meiqin, Lu Yuan's tone softened considerably.
And as Lu Yuan's tone softened, Song Meiqin's grew even softer.
Looking at Lu Yuan, who had come back for her, Song Meiqin pouted, her face full of grievance as she whispered:
"I sprained my ankle…
I can't walk fast…"
This Song Meiqin was nothing like the proud woman from a moment ago.
Now, her voice was soft, and tears were streaming down her face.
Where was the noblewoman from an official family now? She was just like the girl next door.
Hearing her words, Lu Yuan looked down to check.
"My right foot…"
Song Meiqin murmured softly, obediently extending her right leg toward Lu Yuan.
