Li Nanheng did not move and remained sitting there. "En. Then I'll sit here with you."
Feng Ling glanced at him. "Didn't you hear the main point?"
"What?"
"I said I wish to be alone."
Li Nanheng watched her for a moment. He then appeared slightly awkward as he coughed lightly. He picked up his shirt and slowly put it on. It seemed like the injury on his back was hurting quite badly. He wasn't able to move as easily as he liked as he placed his arms through the sleeves. His elbows were stuck twice, but after seeing that Feng Ling had no intentions of helping him, he could only struggle through it himself.
