Had Your Fill, Little One?

Jing Yun never thought of affecting Sheng Minglan in any manner possible, because he never once imagined how he could be to her.

It was quite good now that he was outside and had a house to himself—he at least didn't have to tiptoe over everything.

Later, Sheng Minglan phoned Sheng Xiao. "Where has Jing Yun gone to?" She asked urgently.

"He's my assistant. Where could he be? That said, he's no longer staying back home to avoid rumors. Aren't you moving out soon as well? What, are you worried about Jing Yun?"

"He was forced out by Seventh Sister because of me."

"At least you're aware." Sheng Xiao did not offer an explanation—it was his plan in the first place to have Sheng Minglan feel guilty, which passed off as a consolation for that overly-sentimental fool.

"Promise me. You'll take care of him."