The charity dinner ended, and it was already past eleven at night.
As soon as Ji Tingyang got home, he went straight to Lin Xu's bedroom.
He lingered anxiously at the door for a long time, his hand raising then lowering repeatedly, unable to muster the courage to knock.
What if his mother really wasn't at home, had actually gone to the charity dinner?
Perhaps it was better to pretend to know nothing…
Ji Tingyang turned to leave, but just then, the bedroom door opened from the inside.
Wearing pajamas, Lin Xu came out of the bedroom. Seeing him, a flicker of surprise passed through her eyes. "Why are you standing here? I heard footsteps at the door and thought a thief had broken in."
Seeing her, Ji Tingyang's inner turmoil finally dissipated.
His mother was really at home.
His eyes darted around, stammering, "I, I just came back. I have something to tell you but was worried you were asleep. Knocking might wake you…"
"What is it?" Lin Xu asked.
