"Bastard!"
Mu Ling'Er's body stiffened; she didn't expect Zhou Chen to enter her room directly.
Her gaze darted everywhere, fearing someone might see them.
In truth, her dress was long enough that even if someone saw, they would only see Zhou Chen holding her.
Yet, what she feared happened.
Mu Ling'Er's peripheral vision caught a figure—Cheng Susu.
"Master!"
Luckily, Zhou Chen vanished quickly, but Cheng Susu still caught sight of them.
"That little rascal..."
Cheng Susu felt both shy and frustrated. She didn't expect that after flirting with her moments ago, Zhou Chen would turn around and eagerly embrace Mu Ling'Er.
She clenched her delicate fists, feeling the urge to slap Zhou Chen to death.
But she held back.
"I didn't see anything... I didn't see anything..."
Cheng Susu deceived herself, returning to her room alone.
