Lu Jianguo slowly emerged on his crutches. Seeing Bai Junfan standing in the courtyard, he nodded slightly. "Ah, it's Mr. Bai. I wasn't expecting you. Is there something I can help you with?"
Bai Junfan watched Lu Jianguo with a cold gaze. The aversion he had felt upon their first meeting hadn't lessened; on the contrary, it had intensified, subtly escalating into hostility. He still remembered Yang Liu'er calling this man "Brother Lu" in her sweet, clear voice. He remembered how she attentively served "Brother Lu" tea and water, how she personally pushed his wheelchair to reposition him. Her movements were so natural and practiced, it was obvious she did it often, as if she were truly serving her own flesh-and-blood brother. Bai Junfan felt a deep sense of displeasure. 'She's just staying with the Lu family for a few days. Is all that really necessary?'
