His eyes darkened slightly as he looked away and spoke indifferently, "Don't leave tonight."
"Huh?" Mu Anran was stunned for a moment. "But I—"
Yu Lingqian frowned displeasedly, "What, planning to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"
"Of course not," Mu Anran shook her head, glancing at the sofa under the windowsill.
True to its VIP status, the high-end ward had all the perfect facilities, even the sofa looked quite upscale.
She nodded lightly and pointed at the sofa, "Then I'll sleep on the sofa, and I can keep you company by chatting."
Yu Lingqian's face was expressionless, "I asked you to sleep with me, not to talk to me."
Mu Anran's face turned red, "..."
After tidying up the table, she sat back at the head of the bed, her expression serious, "Young Master Yu, thank you."
He looked at her with disdain, "Just cause me less trouble in the future."
