Yu Jingrong smiled lazily and seductively, "How about I share your bed tonight?"
"What?!" Shen Anlingzi was shocked and scared, "No thanks, darling, I don't want to incur Mr. Li's jealousy. Please go! I have enough trouble as it is, I dare not provoke Mr. Li anymore."
Yu Jingrong scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, "Don't overreact. It's not as exaggerated as you think."
Shen Anlingzi uttered firmly: "It is, absolutely it is, not exaggerated at all. Your Mr. Li, he's a man with extreme possessiveness."
Saying that, she promptly pushed Yu Jingrong out of her bedroom and closed the door.
Yu Jingrong sneered at Shen Anlingzi's actions before returning to his own bedroom. Upon opening the door, he found Li Chengyun sitting on the bed reading a book. Knowing that he had returned, Li Chengyun did not, like usual, look up at him with a tender smile. Instead, he continued to bury his nose in his book, as though the person who entered was nothing but thin air.
