Yan Zao shook his head, "I don't know."
He had also just realized that Yan Yuanjing still hadn't shown his face.
Wen Jing said, "I'll go check his room."
As she spoke, she walked toward the door.
Wen Jing left Yan Zao's room and headed straight for Yan Yuanjing's. The door was closed. She knocked twice, but there was no response.
She turned the doorknob, pushing the door open and walking in.
The room, which included a bathroom, was much larger than Yan Zao's. Wen Jing took a few steps inside and saw Yan Yuanjing lying on the bed, engrossed in whatever was on his phone.
He seemed completely absorbed.
He looked as if he hadn't heard the knocking at all.
What on earth is he watching? Wen Jing frowned, her curiosity leading her closer to the bed.
Suddenly, Yan Yuanjing sensed someone's presence and quickly looked up. Spotting Wen Jing, his first reaction was to lock his phone screen and sit up.
