Mu Yunlie's expression froze slightly, and he immediately noticed something was off with Yan Qianyi.
Usually, she would be happy to see him, but today she was cold and indifferent.
Upon closer inspection, her complexion wasn't great either, with dark circles under her eyes and a tired look on her face, as if she hadn't rested well.
"What's wrong?" Mu Yunlie grasped her wrist and asked, "Are you sick?"
"No." Yan Qianyi forced a smile, dodging Mu Yunlie's hand to tidy up the table, then asked him, "Have you had dinner?"
"Yes, I have."
"Wait for me a moment, I'll give you the acupuncture shortly."
Yan Qianyi busied herself again, not looking at Mu Yunlie anymore.
After she finished cleaning the table of medicines and leftover trash, she washed her hands to disinfect them and picked up the silver needle, then said to Mu Yunlie, "Come on, let's go to the bedroom."
Mu Yunlie slightly frowned, watching her walk out with a cool demeanor.
He immediately followed her.
