At least she was playing along.
Jiang Ruan returned to her room and stood in front of the mirror, staring at the various red marks on her neck, which were quite noticeable.
It was hard not to notice them.
She rubbed her forehead.
"I've gone too far."
To avoid being discovered by Jiang Yuchui and others, she specifically put on a black turtleneck sweater to cover everything possible.
She turned her head left and right to make sure nothing was exposed before feeling relieved.
About two hours later.
Seven o'clock.
Fu Chi leisurely returned from the hotel.
Acting as if nothing had happened.
"Xiaofu is back, did you sleep okay at the hotel last night?"
Yuan Xiuqin came out of the kitchen and smiled amiably at Fu Chi upon seeing him.
The more she looked at him, the more she liked him.
Her daughter's taste was impeccable.
Fu Chi nodded and smiled cryptically: "It was quite good, very comfortable."
