Yan Luoxi sat Tian Lingyun down, and Li Yeqi sat beside her. He glanced at the wounds on her arm, his brow furrowed slightly with distress, and he couldn't help but glare at Tian Lingyun angrily.
Tian Lingyun dared not act out in front of Li Yeqi. She lowered her head and barely managed to control her craving, picking up a plain steamed bun and nibbling at it without tasting anything.
Seeing that she had finally settled down, Yan Luoxi let out a slight sigh of relief.
Halfway through breakfast, Tian Lingyun couldn't endure the internal agony, as if thousands of ants were biting her. She stumbled out of the dining room, not wanting them to see her in such a sorry state, and shut herself in her bedroom.
Last night, while Tian Lingyun slept, Yan Luoxi sneaked into her bedroom to check. Luckily, Tian Lingyun had no stash at home except for what Gu Qian had flushed down the toilet.
Worried, she stood up, but Li Yeqi pulled her back, "Sit down, have breakfast first, leave her be."
