But Yu Xinwei didn't follow in his footsteps. Chen Cheng looked back, "What's wrong?"
"Brother Cheng."
"Hm?"
Yu Xinwei slowly said, "I know staying here overnight is you giving me face in front of Miss Meng."
"But I also know that Xiao Meier didn't invite me, so if I'm still here at dawn, it'll cause trouble for you."
Chen Cheng listened to her speaking, the cold wind swept in through the open door, and he knew she was being sincere.
She was sensitive, self-respecting, yet yearned for warmth.
Chen Cheng retracted the foot he had stepped out, "Come in, it's cold outside."
Yu Xinwei nodded, and the door to the warm room was closed once again.
"You, always thinking too much." Chen Cheng poured her a glass of water.
Yu Xinwei took the cup, and Chen Cheng sat next to her, "It's true Xiao Er didn't invite you, but I did."
"Brother Cheng, I won't make it difficult for you."
