Xiyan ran next door and stood in front of the tightly closed door.
Whew...
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. "Ou Jue, it's me~"
After speaking, Xiyan clasped her hands behind her back, smiling sweetly.
Waiting obediently for the door to open.
There was silence inside for a long time.
Finally, the door opened.
Ou Jue was wearing a white T-shirt and black casual pants. His expression was as indifferent as ever, showing no trace of emotion.
Xiyan's memory of last night was a blur; she had completely blacked out from drinking.
All she knew was that when she woke up, someone told her that this guy had been extremely worried about her.
Her heart felt like it had been dipped in honey—so sweet.
"Thank you for yesterday."
"Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for bringing me back. If you hadn't, with how much I drank last night, I don't even know what could've happened."
He didn't mind her not mentioning it, but the moment she did, Ou Jue's temper flared.
