It's Not You

His imposing figure towered over Lu Qi'er, she was below him and he shut his eyes, kissing Lu Qi'er on the cheek.

…

Outside the room, Lin Shiyu had returned.

She stretched out her arm, wanting to open the room door but it wasn't even closed. Strange. It was slightly ajar, as though someone had carefully planned everything for her.

Peeking through the slightly ajar door, she saw two human bodies rolling around on the bed, Fu Qinglun had pressed Lu Qi'er under him.

Lin Shiyu's black pupils contracted, she wasn't ready to face them, yet she was so stunned that her body froze on the spot.

On that bed, she had kissed Fu Qinglun and they had spent time on it. On that bed, she had even felt something for Fu Qinglun upon it.

But now, he was lying on the bed with Lu Qi'er instead.