Fu Shihan gave her a cool glance, as well as the cigarette in her hand. Su Wanxin's scalp tingled inexplicably, feeling a bit guilty.
They locked eyes for a long moment, then Fu Shihan tossed the pile of junk food onto the bed, followed by snatching the cigarette from between her fingers and taking a casual drag.
Su Wanxin opened her mouth, wanting to say that she had smoked that cigarette already, that if he wanted a smoke he should just say so, there were fresh ones available.
But meeting Fu Shihan's cold gaze, she didn't voice it.
"Hasn't anyone taught you to lock the safety chain when staying in a hotel, and to check who's outside before opening the door?"
Fu Shihan recalled the way she opened the door just before, clearly without any caution.
"Is President Fu here to enforce the law by fishing?" Su Wanxin turned to get the instant noodles he returned, started to boil water, and began soaking them.
