Liu Sijie was in a deep sleep, and his legs would cramp from time to time in the middle of the night. Shen chengjing would get up, bring her a basin of water, and massage her with a hot towel over it.
"Are you feeling better?" Shen chengjing asked.
Liu Sijie lay on the bed, watching Shen chengjing worry about him.
"Yes." Liu Sijie said.
She didn't say much. She faced Shen chengjing's sincerity and Liu Sijie's heart. They were filled with gratitude.
"Why don't you have the bearing of a rich man?" Liu Sijie said.
Shen chengjing went to get the water. After washing up, she lifted the quilt and got into bed.
"What's wrong? Does Madam Wang still want me to put on airs?"
When Liu Sijie heard this, he reached out and hugged her. He said softly,""I just feel a little uneasy."
Shen chengjing was silent for a few seconds before she said,""Rest early,"
"Cheng, go get my bag." Liu Sijie said.
