It was already past nine in the evening when Lin Kuang left the Yang Family, and by the time he returned to the Liu Family, it was 9:40 PM.
Entering the living room, he saw the little Witch watching TV, just as he had expected. Liu Shilin, who was feeling unwell, was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, little Witch," Lin Kuang said with a smile, sitting down beside her.
The little Witch rolled her eyes at him and scooted away, pointedly ignoring him. Lin Kuang wasn't one to cozy up to a cold shoulder, so he simply turned and went to his room. Seeing him leave, the little Witch huffed in clear annoyance. As for why she was so vexed, only the heavens knew.
Back in his room, Lin Kuang fell asleep almost instantly, and the sound of his faint snores soon filled the air.
