With the lights turned off, the room became especially quiet.
After two minutes, the silence in the room was so profound that one could hear each other's breathing.
This... took on a somewhat eerie quality, making it somewhat uncomfortable.
Especially for Qiao Yushan, who found the situation particularly unbearable at this time.
Su Weifeng cleared his throat and said, "This kang bed must feel quite hard for you all, doesn't it? Hehe, a CEO, an artist, and a rich young lady like yourselves are surely not used to such a hard bed."
Finally, someone spoke up, and Qiao Yushan breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "It's not too bad, I am not that delicate."
Zheng Shiqing immediately followed, saying, "I think it's quite nice, actually. The kang is warm, and it feels comfortable on my back."
Shui Lingling said, "Now that you mention it, I feel a bit embarrassed to say that I do find it a bit uncomfortable."
"Giggle..."
Both Qiao Yushan and Zheng Shiqing burst out laughing.
