"Do as you please, but anyway, your situation in the Yue Clan is indeed awkward; be careful with everything." Luo Tianying stood up, raised his hand to pat Lin Chushui's shoulder, and admonished.
"You go back first, I still have to explain things to Grandmother. In two hours, I'll come find you,"
she said.
"Okay."
Lin Chushui stood up and watched Luo Tianying leave.
His gaze shifted to the teacup placed on the table, took out a handkerchief, paddled it in his hand, picked up the teacup, and threw the tea outside the door.
"Sister Sangsang taught me early on that, except for oneself, no one can be trusted."
Of course, he wouldn't be foolish enough to drink the tea casually left on the table; he didn't even intend to drink that cup of tea. It was only because he felt someone coming in that he wanted to put on an act.
Taking a deep breath, he began to tidy up the room, bit by bit.
Everything that didn't belong to him was thrown into the yard, leaving nothing behind.