Chu Xiaoran and Leng Ruobing had a chat in the bedroom. Afterward, they got out of bed, went downstairs, and prepared to start a new day. Both of them were feeling somewhat restless, still preoccupied with thoughts about the mysterious clown.
Creak.
Just as the two of them descended the stairs, the villa's main gate opened, and Xiao Zheng walked in.
"Xiao Zheng, you big jerk, where did you run off to last night?" Chu Xiaoran said, slightly fuming, upon seeing Xiao Zheng.
"Heh heh heh, it's a man's business, you wouldn't understand," Xiao Zheng replied with a chuckle.
He naturally wouldn't blab about what happened the night before, so he made a playful joke, deliberately being provocative to gloss over the issue.
"Hmm?"
Unexpectedly, after saying this, Leng Ruobing's gaze sharpened, her eyes like swords piercing through Xiao Zheng's body.
"What did you say you were doing last night?" Leng Ruobing asked, arms crossed and a frosty expression on her face.
