A few hours ago.
Madam Fang had dinner prepared and specifically sent someone to call for Bai Yujiao.
"Madam Fang, Dr. Bai says she is still feeling dizzy and will not be having dinner."
"I was unaware that eating a single shrimp could leave one dizzy for a day and a night."
Madam Fang set down her bamboo chopsticks, her cool, elegant eyes harboring a touch of frost.
Both being women, she found Bai Yujiao’s little tricks rather low-class.
Though she despised them, she had no choice but to keep the woman around for the time being; otherwise, it would only invite idle gossip.
At night, a drizzling rain fell, and the gardener had already cleared the peonies from the corridors.
Bai Yujiao, wearing a thin camisole, went alone to knock on Lin Du’s door.
"Lin Du, your aphasia has improved, but you still cannot speak a full sentence. Are you frustrated?"
"Do you want to express yourself like a normal person?"
"I’m here to help you."
The woman leaned against the door, her gaze sticky and lingering, staring straight at the haughty, self-restrained man sitting before the desk.
Lin Du took a sip of clear tea without even lifting his eyes to look at her.
The incense curling up by the window was something he had lit on purpose.
Even if he hadn't, someone else would have.
Since that was the case, he might as well let the storm arrive sooner and more fiercely.
Bai Yujiao closed the door and pressed herself against it in an affected manner, her gaze flickering as she deliberately pulled th…
Chapter 77