Lu Yanxi suddenly looked at Lu Lingche, who was applying medicine to Qiao Yin, disbelief in her eyes, as if to say: Second Brother, are you blind? How can you not find this attractive?
Unable to resist, Lu Lingche retorted in a soft voice, "Can you stop slandering me? When did I say you're not good-looking?"
Upon hearing his voice, Qiao Yin stiffened noticeably.
After a while, she managed to ask, "Lu Lingche, why are you here? Why didn't you make a sound when you arrived?"
Lu Lingche continued applying the medicine, his voice low but clear, "If I made a sound, would I have been able to hear you badmouthing me?"
"I was just stating facts."
"Then tell me, when have I ever said you're not good-looking?"
"You've never verbally said it, but your actions have proven it."