Ji Ting had been lost in thought when he suddenly realized the two men had stopped talking.
He looked up to find Ji Yanzhi watching him with an indescribable expression. "What is it?"
Before Ji Yanzhi could speak, Lu Yanchu said, his expression grim, "Ji Ting, you..."
"Lu Yanchu!"
Ji Yanzhi's voice, somewhere between a threat and a warning, snapped Lu Yanchu out of his turmoil.
In the blink of an eye, he composed himself and gave Ji Ting a faint smile. "Make sure you get plenty of rest while you're recovering. I know a very good rehabilitation therapist. I'll send you his contact card later."
Ji Ting was about to thank him, but Ji Yanzhi cut in. "I've already found a rehabilitation therapist. Keep yours for yourself."
Lu Yanchu had no desire to trade barbs with him now and stepped aside to let them in.
But Ji Yanzhi caught Ji Ting's wrist and said, "Wait in the car for a bit. I'll go in with him."
Ji Ting didn't understand why he had suddenly changed his mind, but Ji Yanzhi gave his hand another squeeze. "Don't worry."
Ji Ting nodded slightly. "Okay."
Only after watching him return to the car did Ji Yanzhi go inside with Lu Yanchu.
The moment the door closed, both men dropped the act. Lu Yanchu said expressionlessly, "You know about it too, don't you?"
Rather than answer directly, Ji Yanzhi said, "I know your head's a mess right now. You've thought of Ling Xi as the person who saved your life all these years. Suddenly finding out there's more to the story must be quite a blow."
That was also why he had insisted Ji Ting return to the car. Although Lu Yanchu had covered it up well just now, if his emotions slipped