Suddenly, she felt a tight grip around her waist, the man had awakened at some point, and with eyes half-closed, he gazed at her, his hoarse voice resounded next to her ear, "What's wrong?"
"Did I wake you?"
Forced to share a bed day after day, Ning Xia had grown accustomed to his presence by her side. She looked up into his eyes with a hint of apology.
Bo Siyan's gaze swept over her face, as if he had deduced her troubles, "Are you bothered by the birthday banquet of Jiang's mother tomorrow?"
He must be the worm in her stomach; he knew everything...
Ning Xia nodded slowly, "You also know... Because of you, Shi Jiayin has hated me to death. Tomorrow, if I bump into her at the birthday banquet, I'm afraid it will create an ugly scene."
"Then don't go," the man replied lazily.
"..."
Ning Xia punched him, "Can you give some practical advice? If I could get out of it, I wouldn't be bothered."
