No one could remain calm.
One could truly say they were beset by a whirl of thoughts and a flood of emotions.
Lu Jing lay in bed, tossing and turning restlessly, feeling uncomfortable in every way.
Finally, he sat up straight.
The study next door.
Someone, sharp-eared, heard the sound of feet hitting the floor and abruptly stopped typing on the keyboard.
After hesitating for about two seconds, he closed the laptop and rose from his chair.
At that moment, Lu Jing had just taken a bottle of water from the refrigerator and hadn't even started to open it when a man's voice suddenly filled the room:
"You shouldn't drink that; it's icy."
Hiss!
"Can't you make some noise in advance?"
Who do you want to scare by suddenly making a noise in the middle of the night?
He truly needed some ice-cold water to calm his shock.
However, before he knew it, the person was already in front of him, snatching the water away and heading to the kitchen.
