No Use In Calling Me Your Ancestor

"KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN." Lu Xingzhi nodded as he looked at Zhou Junmin's sly smile. It took him a long time to refrain from using the word scram.

Lu Xingzhi dashed back to his bedroom with his belongings. The first thing he did was hide his belongings and lie on the bed, pretending nothing had happened.

As he lay on the bed, Lu Xingzhi could hear the sound of water in the bathroom because the door was open. Lu Xingzhi picked up the book on the bedside table and pretended to read it after hearing the bathroom door open and Jiang Yao's footsteps. Jiang Yao did not even raise his head to look around when she entered the room.

"What are you reading?" Jiang Yao entered the room with heavy footsteps to catch Lu Xingzhi's attention. She had not expected that a certain someone would not even lift his eyelids, as if he was so engrossed in reading that he did not hear her; thus, she could only find a topic to discuss to attract Lu Xingzhi's attention.