It just had to be Lang Yuxuan.
Feng Jietang was so shocked that he almost let out a scream.
Thankfully, he was able to stop himself in the last second.
And then, he almost choked from fright when a voice piped up somewhere above him.
"Interesting development."
Yan Renzhong, cuddling Shen Jingwei in his arms, was lying on the couch with his head propped up his elbow. He shot Feng Jietang a knowing smile, bordering on devious.
Feng Jietang crawled backward on his arms and legs, distancing himself from Lang Yuxuan with a remarkable speed.
"I didn't do anything!" He hissed at Yan Renzhong urgently, as if trying to convince the latter.
Yan Renzhong's smile grew wider.
"Are you sure?"
"I mean..."
Feng Jietang looked down at himself and saw that he was still fully clothed. So was Lang Yuxuan.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
"We didn't do anything," he confirmed with absolute certainty.
