Seeing him come over, Ji Nuan clutched the quilt in her arms, shifted her hips back, and leaned against the edge of the bed. "Even if you can't sleep in the study, the living room has a sofa to sleep on!"
The man walked up to the bedside and said casually to Ji Nuan, who stared nervously at him. "I have been sleeping on the living room sofa for two nights. Leather sofas have poor air permeability and are uncomfortable to sleep on."
Ji Nuan: "…"
She pursed her lips and still clutched the quilt tightly. "Then what do you want to do? Mo Jingshen, I warn you that I'm a patient…"
She felt that emphasizing that they had divorced could not stop him from harassing her, so she could only show weakness to remind him that she couldn't stand his torture now.
