9 p.m.
Ye Qingran lay in this narrow bedroom, his feet almost hanging off the bed. He rested his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling, thinking about how Chen Si was obviously very angry, yet didn't dare to lash out. He just felt that... this damn life isn't so bad after all!
In the living room, Chen Si was sulkily sleeping on the couch. If it were possible, she'd charge into the bedroom and hack that person to pieces!
By now, she had figured it out.
This guy must be a paparazzi reporter! That's why he stuck to her when the opportunity arose. But unfortunately, he had something on her, and she couldn't shake off this sticky leech, it was simply...
She sighed, burying her head in the blanket.
Although both had their own thoughts, the atmosphere was still somewhat warm.
In the apartment opposite, Xu Nanjia was throwing a huge tantrum.
She swept all the decorations off the table onto the floor, panting heavily, her face twisted with rage, losing all semblance of beauty.
