Aldana Candi withdrew her gaze, stepped back a little, and dodged Philip Shaw's fingers. She lowered her head and adjusted her collar, softly saying, "I'm going back to my room."
Philip Shaw sat at the edge of the bed, silently smoking, not responding.
The wisps of smoke gradually dispersed in the dim air. Watching him smoke made Aldana Candi feel a bit uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything, only coughed lightly a few times.
Philip Shaw turned his head to look at her and finally spoke, "Did Ning Liaoh arrange a room for you?"
"No."
Philip Shaw gazed at her for a long moment before softly saying, "Then you might have to stay with me."
"..."
"Now, Ning Liaoh manages everything in the Shaw Family, and I'm almost dying, without much real authority. I'm afraid I don't even have the authority to arrange a resting room for you. If you don't mind, I can give you half of my bed."
"..." Aldana Candi stared at him speechlessly, couldn't help but call him out, "Philip Shaw!"
