"What happened today was nothing. It did not affect me at all."
Yan Zhiqing felt speechless.
Didn't this mean that she couldn't even tell him not to accompany her?
Wei Wucai pressed his own floor button and said, "Fang Qiaohan was in the rain as well. She didn't make it back as quickly as we did. I think her cold is pretty bad, and she is probably resting on the bed. Let's not bother her.
"Just rest in my room. When we go to the filming site tomorrow morning, you can call Fang Qiaohan, take the room keycard, and go back to your room to get a change of clothing." Wei Wucai had planned everything clearly for Yan Zhiqing.
"…" Yan Zhiqing struggled as she said, "This… doesn't seem appropriate."
"Then I can go to your room to take care of you. That works too. It will be us two in one room anyway," Wei Wucai said.
Yan Zhiqing felt speechless.
It really didn't matter whose room they were in.
