Qing Yue yawned and said, "Third Brother, Abbot, you guys should get some rest early too. I'll take Xia Xin back to rest first."
As he spoke, he grabbed the still-dazed Xia Xin, spotted an elevator coming down, and pulled Xia Xin in with him.
This left Jiangli and Fu Shiyan feeling a bit awkward.
Jiangli glanced at Fu Shiyan, her eyes subconsciously lingering on Fu Shiyan's lips, and once again, the inexplicable kiss surfaced in her mind.
Jiangli awkwardly coughed, quickly averting her gaze and said, "So... Mr. Fu, are you going back to your room, or..."
"I'm going to your room."
Fu Shiyan said plainly.
Jiangli instantly looked at him.
Fu Shiyan noticed her dumbfounded expression and slightly curved his lips, "You let me stay before, and now you're saying I can't?"
Jiangli: "..."
How should she respond to this?
Fu Shiyan didn't give Jiangli a chance to speak. He grabbed her wrist and headed for the elevator.
Jiangli looked at his hand but said nothing.
