Gong Ting's gaze turned dark, "You can't do it because you still have feelings for him?"
Xiao Yu's face also sank. She wanted to communicate well with him but didn't want him to be so unreasonable. She gently pushed him away, "Think whatever you want, I'm going to take a shower."
Gong Ting turned his body, watching the slender figure enter the bathroom. A surge of jealousy swelled in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent it. Not even he knew where this jealousy came from.
After showering, Xiao Yu came out to a vacant living room and bedroom, with only the study tightly closed. She quietly exhaled with relief.
Without facing Gong Ting's unpredictability, she felt relaxed and went to the bedroom to dry her hair. She lay on the bed, perhaps having eaten too much at night, her stomach was uncomfortable. She tossed and turned until nearly dawn before falling asleep.
