Lu Mingshu didn't rest.
Until late at night, when Xie Xingchen finally returned.
"Waiting for me so late?" He came over with a grin, intending to pinch her.
Lu Mingshu put down the pen in her hand.
Originally looking to take advantage, but deterred by her icy stare, Xie Xingchen touched his nose and obediently withdrew his hand: "Not waiting for me?"
Lu Mingshu pointed to a chair in front of her: "I have something to ask you."
"Oh..."
Seeing him obediently sit down, she asked: "What have you been up to while I was away?"
"What?" Xie Xingchen didn't understand.
"Did you do something bad?"
"..." He put away the smile on his face and his voice lowered, "Who told you?"
"Don't worry about who told me, did you or did you not?"
The Xie Xingchen before her reminded her of the Gentleman Lianzhen of the past. Superficially a gentleman as fine as jade, but inwardly dark and ruthless.
Gentleman Lianzhen didn't get to do anything excessive because he didn't have the chance.
