Turning back, she caught sight of the coat on the floor and sighed helplessly once more.
Ling Xize must have been really drunk, since he even forgot to take his clothes.
Feng Ziheng remained standing in place, calmly looking at her.
"You and him..."
After a moment of hesitation, Chu Liangxia tentatively asked Feng Ziheng.
"We're not like that."
After a moment of deep thought, Feng Ziheng emphasized seriously.
Chu Liangxia: "..."
She was just making a joke to lighten the mood, no need to be so serious...
But, after a moment, she realized that Feng Ziheng probably wanted to change the subject.
"Get some rest early."
Just when the awkwardness peaked, Feng Ziheng suddenly said.
"Okay."
Chu Liangxia was very sleepy, longing for sleep, so she quickly agreed, so hastily that she hadn't even managed to look at him as she said "good night", before hurrying back to her room.
Feng Ziheng stood still, watching her retreating figure, with his lips pressed into a thin line.