Busy with getting inside, she found her luggage case and then started packing her belongings in a rather haphazard fashion.
"What are you doing?"
The sudden voice startled Song Niaoniao, who quickly lifted her head only to see someone standing at the doorway.
Xu Fenglai had changed his clothes, wearing a light green knitted shirt paired with gray joggers, and slippers on his feet. The light streaming in from behind cast his face in shadow, making it hard to discern his expression.
Song Niaoniao averted her gaze, "I am going to my aunt's house for the New Year's celebration."
"Uh…" Xu Fenglai licked the corner of his mouth, "About last night…"
"Last night was my fault," Song Niaoniao said swiftly. "I drank too much, and so did you. You suddenly came over when I was half-asleep, thinking it was all a dream, so I just… Let's pretend nothing happened, okay? Besides, you saw there was no harm done. I only feel sorry for Miss Rong, especially since you two are married now."
