Cheng Yu's head flopped down, and he buried his face back in his pillow. He really wasn't awake. It wasn't even seven o'clock yet. Second Young Master Cheng would never torture himself like this. For him, waking up before the sun was high in the sky was a form of self-abuse.
As for what Lu Xize had asked, it was already handled, so Cheng Yu didn't bother explaining further. It wasn't a big deal, after all.
After Cheng Yu hung up on him, Lu Xize went online and searched for the news story. Sure enough, there were no further updates.
It wasn't that he was afraid of Chu Yao seeing it. There was nothing to the story in the first place, so he wouldn't have cared if she did. He just disliked being the subject of such baseless speculation.
He didn't like anything that might upset Chu Yao, even if she wouldn't misunderstand.
Lu Xize trusted Cheng Yu's methods, so he didn't give it another thought.
