Meng Xiao and Xie Li shared a brief glance. In Xie Li's room, people came and went incessantly. He maintained his position leaning against the window, his arm holding up his forehead, the other hand clutching his chest. At first glance, he looked as though he was in great pain.
But Xie Li was clearly laughing, with the kind of smile bursting with joy.
Meng Xiao didn't ask him what had happened. Their affairs always took unexpected turns, and she did not feel like thinking too much lately.
It seemed that Yang Yi was still trying to solve the issue with Xie Li; she would need to keep up the pretense of ignorance with him for a while longer.
Did she play the "victim" well enough? Should she add more to her act, perhaps wake up startled in the middle of the night or pretend that she can't eat?
Before long, Yang Yi came looking for her.
Meng Xiao put away her phone, braced her lower back as she stood up, Yang Yi rushed forward to support her.