He's never been able to fool Lan Zhan. Not for a long time. He still tries, more often than not, when he doesn't want to be bothered.


But.

The plea.

Wei Ying stares up at the other man, expression a cross between confused and annoyed, with a dollop of exhaustion for good measure.

Eventually he scoffs and looks away. "...Do what you want. I don't care anymore."