He moved over, placing himself in the corridor by the door.
If there were any slightest abnormal sound inside, he could rush in immediately.
He did not feel at ease having Wen Xian alone in a room with a stranger, even if it was a—seemingly frail and helpless woman.
Meanwhile, inside the room.
Since it was quite late, after one in the morning, Wen Xian, seeing that the girl on the bed also seemed tired, started to feel at ease as she transitioned from weakness to drowsiness.
She poured another glass of water, placed it on the bedside table for her, and finally settled down on the small sofa next to the bed.
"Try to sleep now, don't worry, I'll be with you all night,"
Wen Xian said gently.
But Ruan Yiyi on the bed looked at her with a soft gaze, also carrying a tinge of apology: "…I'm sorry, I really am troubling you."
Wen Xian waved her hand: "It's no trouble."
As she spoke, she pulled up the thin blanket over her.
