Lu Ming was her only source of reliance, the only person she could expect help from.
"Don't do anything stupid!"
"..." Lu Ming nodded slightly.
Lu Ming knew that Xue Fanghua thought he would certainly refuse, so she spoke to Jing Yiren instead.
In this world, no mother would willingly let her child die.
Lu carried Jing Yiren back to their room to rest.
He prepared a cup of milk for her to drink.
Lu Ming knew that Jing Yiren couldn't rest well, so he added something to her milk to help her sleep.
It didn't take long for Jing Yiren to fall asleep on the bed.
At this moment, if he didn't let Jing Yiren sleep, keeping her character in mind, she would have surely gotten mentally prepared, worried that he might do something reckless, acting alone at night to find Xue Fanghua.
This was what Lu Ming was worried about, considering the last time when Jing Yiren was kidnapped and had a bomb planted in her.
