After speaking, he walked upstairs. Upon reaching the second floor, he heard sounds coming from a room down the corridor...
Shan Mingxu furrowed his brows slightly, paused in his steps for a moment, but eventually walked over...
The door was ajar...
Fu Sheng was sitting at the desk by the window, engrossed in writing something. The earlier sound was probably the chair being moved.
Shan Mingxu's eyes darkened, and he knocked on the door...
Fu Sheng turned around and saw that it was Shan Mingxu,
"Oh, you're back."
Shan Mingxu furrowed his brows again...
Feeling quite uncomfortable with her casual and somewhat distant attitude.
"...Hmm."
Ming Xu responded heavily, his hand still gripping the door handle.
Fu Sheng looked at him, pondered for a moment, and then asked,
"Is there... something you need?"
"..."
Shan Mingxu felt stuck by the question, his heart blocked, and his words came out irritated,
"Aren't you going to invite me in to sit down?"
"Huh?"
