This realization brought a strange expression to Su Ye's face.
'When his illness flares up, Su Qing really is so delicate, weak, sensitive, and fragile.'
Then, Su Qing gazed at her with those crimson eyes.
Su Ye had a vague idea of what he wanted.
She couldn't help but glance at Fei Chen and Fei Han, who were standing to the side.
'Does something that should be said in private really have to be said in front of everyone?'
'And what's with that faintly expectant look in his eyes??'
Finally, under his intense stare, Su Ye relented.
She had no choice but to lean close to his ear and whisper,
"Qingqing."
Su Qing's grip on her tightened, and he said in a hoarse voice,
"Su..."
As if she knew what he was about to say, Su Ye quickly covered his mouth with her hand.
'Heh, as if she'd let him shout her name in front of everyone. He had to be kidding.'
'They didn't dare stare at Su Qing, but they were all gawking at her.'
'She had no desire to be the main attraction.'
