"I'm going to bed. If you're tired, go rest in the guest room." Tang Zheng didn't want to keep arguing. Whatever matters there were, let An Xiuru handle them when she wakes up tomorrow. After all, Liu Man was her best friend, and it was not his place to intervene.
"Huh? It's still early, let's chat a bit more?" Liu Man didn't want to let Tang Zheng go so easily. She immediately got up to pull him, but she tripped over the sofa and about to fall onto the floor.
Tang Zheng frowned, stepped forward with his left foot, reached out under Liu Man's arm, and held her up.
"I'm going to bed." Tang Zheng quickly released his grip.
"Wait, you're just going to leave me alone in the living room?"
Liu Man tried to hold onto Tang Zheng, but he rejected her.
The next day, Tang Zheng woke up just after five. He closed his eyes and forced himself to lie down for half an hour, but after finding he really couldn't fall asleep again, he got up and went jogging.
