Chapter 19

Did you not like him? Zhu Feng asked with a feigned casual expression, though his eyes remained fixed intently on her.

Yuan Ying shot him an exasperated look. None of your business.

Will you see him again? Zhu Feng persisted, behaving like an animal incapable of understanding human speech.

To avoid him ruining her meal, Yuan Ying mumbled vaguely, No, he didn’t like me.

Zhu Feng fell silent for two seconds before abruptly standing up.

Yuan Ying jumped in surprise. What are you doing?

Going to find him, Zhu Feng said expressionlessly. How dare he not like you.

He made to leave immediately.

Seeing he was serious, Yuan Ying quickly pulled him back.

Are you insane? Blind dates are about mutual selection. It’s perfectly normal if someone doesn’t like me.

It’s not normal.

What’s not normal about it? Yuan Ying retorted.

Zhu Feng insisted, It’s just not normal. Is he even a real man?

His stubborn donkey-like temper was flaring up again. Yuan Ying took a deep breath, unwilling to make a scene in public or let him go cause trouble for Yu He. Through gritted teeth, she said, I didn’t like him either!

Zhu Feng paused, then sat back down cheerfully. Hurry up and eat. Your Cold Noodles are getting cold.

Yuan Ying: …

Listen to the nonsense you’re spouting.

Having already eaten steak at the western restaurant earlier, Yuan Ying could only manage a few more bites before feeling full.

She was feeling regretful about the remaining portion of Cold Noodles in her bowl when Zhu Feng pulled the bowl over and continued eating her leftovers.

Watching his completely normal expression, Yuan Ying couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned.

Back when they were dating, he’d often finish her leftover food.

It was one thing when it was buns or pancakes, but he’d even clean up her rice soaked in pickled vegetable broth without batting an eye. Every meal with him felt secure – she could order whatever she wanted without worrying about waste.

Of course, back then she’d just bought an apartment and was financially strained, unable to afford nice restaurants for him. They’d rotated daily between Chongqing Noodles, Cold Noodles, and Rice Noodles.

After about two months of this, he seemed to have noticed her financial difficulties. For a period, he started leaving earlier and returning later than her. Finally, on her payday, he handed her a crumpled wad of cash.

I earned this, he said, crossing his arms and pretending to be nonchalant.

Yuan Ying was stunned. But you don’t have an ID card? How did you find work?

Can’t get work without an ID? Zhu Feng retorted.

Noticing his noticeably tanned complexion, Yuan Ying sensed something was wrong. The next day, she pretended to go to work but secretly waited in the stairwell, following him to his workplace.

It was a construction site.

He was doing manual labor – moving bricks, carrying steel bars and cement. The entire time he worked, several other young workers at the site played cards. Only when there was half an hour left until her usual off-duty time did Zhu Feng stop working.

The other workers moved then, each giving him twenty yuan, totaling one hundred.

Good heavens, could construction work be outsourced like this?

He did the work of five people but only received one hundred yuan?

At that moment, Yuan Ying could no longer contain herself and rushed forward to confront them.

You guys are insane! Outsourcing work is one thing, but paying only twenty bucks per person? Do you think he’s easy to bully?! Yuan Ying snarled, her usual good temper completely gone. Don’t think I don’t know how much your daily wages are. Our company does business with this site too. Aren’t you afraid of divine retribution for exploiting a fool like this?

The fool: ?

The young men being yelled at froze momentarily, then sneered when they saw it was just a woman.

Who the hell are you? None of your business!

You’re the insane one, cursing as soon as you show up.

Get lost! I’ll hit you even if you’re a woman if you don’t scram now!

Emboldened by their numbers, they started threatening Yuan Ying. Before she could retort, Zhu Feng kicked down the one who threatened to hit her.

Watch your tone, he said flatly.

Zhu Feng had worked here for half a month, obediently doing whatever he was told without complaint. Everyone thought he was a simpleton, never expecting such violence from him.

Provoked young men never back down easily. After exchanging glances, they charged with furious shouts.

Seeing the situation turning dangerous, Yuan Ying immediately tried to pull Zhu Feng away, but he was faster – he rushed forward to fight.

One against five. Even a fool could tell the odds were bad.

Yuan Ying frantically pulled out her phone to call the police, but the next second, two men landed at her feet. Before she could even process their faces, Zhu Feng grabbed them by their collars and dragged them back into the fray.

Quietly putting her phone away, Yuan Ying tried to mediate: Stop fighting! Everyone stop!

Zhu Feng threw one last punch before obediently ceasing. The young men looked resentful but didn’t dare approach again.

Yuan Ying positioned herself in front of Zhu Feng once more, her small frame offering scant protection. Zhu Feng could clearly see the crown of her head.

She had two hair whorls. Having watched many TV programs recently, Zhu Feng knew people with two whorls were supposed to be smart, rebellious, and stubborn.

While Zhu Feng was distracted, Yuan Ying finished negotiating with the group. When she turned back, she found him standing there covered in grime.

She took a deep breath and walked out without a word.

Zhu Feng immediately followed.

Hey! someone couldn’t resist calling out to Zhu Feng, Are you coming back tomorrow?

The others looked at Zhu Feng with eager anticipation.

Despite getting beaten up today, they had to admit life had been great since Zhu Feng arrived. For just twenty yuan each per day, they could play cards and smoke all day while still collecting over two hundred yuan in wages. Where else could they find such a sweet deal?

When Zhu Feng remained silent, the speaker quickly added: If you come back, we’ll raise your pay! To… to two hundred yuan per day!

At most, it would cost each of them just twenty yuan more.

Zhu Feng raised an eyebrow but before he could speak, Yuan Ying stormed back: Come back my ass! Take your two hundred yuan and buy yourselves some dog shit to eat!

With that, she dragged Zhu Feng away.

Even after leaving the construction site, Yuan Ying was still fuming.

Watching her bristling with anger, Zhu Feng called out leisurely: Yuan Ying.

What?! she snapped.

Zhu Feng: You don’t need to pay for dog shit.

Yuan Ying: …

Zhu Feng couldn’t help it – he suddenly laughed.

You idiot! Getting exploited and still laughing about it!

Yuan Ying let out a roar and charged at him, but Zhu Feng didn’t even try to dodge. Instead, he laughed heartily and wrapped his arms around her, smearing cement dust all over her clothes.

A passerby, seeing a young woman in office attire being hugged by a grimy man, instinctively moved to intervene. But upon closer look, the girl appeared even fiercer than the man, so the bystander quickly changed direction and walked away.

Yuan Ying pummeled Zhu Feng with punches until her hands turned red, yet not a single mark was left on his body.

What kind of skin do you have? How is it so thick? she asked indignantly.

Zhu Feng chuckled and slung an arm over her shoulder. Let’s go eat.

Let go of me! You’ve dirtied my clothes!

They were already dirty, Zhu Feng replied lazily, deliberately leaning his full weight on her until her knees buckled under the strain. Only then did he straighten up with a grin. Did you just ask them for money?

Mentioning it made Yuan Ying angry again. Only got five hundred.

If they post this online, people will probably accuse you of bullying the vulnerable, said Zhu Feng, who after two months of immersive socialization had learned the power of the internet.

Yuan Ying shot him a glare. They earn two hundred eighty a day. You do the work of five people but only get a hundred. So who’s really vulnerable here?

Zhu Feng thought for a moment. I am. I’m so vulnerable.

Yuan Ying jabbed him with her elbow. Zhu Feng grunted softly and finally behaved.

Dinner that evening was at a Cold Noodles shop. They ordered two bowls of Cold Noodles, four Rou Jia Mo, and two soy milk drinks.

Yuan Ying finished one Rou Jia Mo but could only manage half a bowl of Cold Noodles before feeling full.

Zhu Feng pulled her leftovers over and finished them in a few bites.

Watching him eat her leftovers, Yuan Ying noticed his black hair was completely covered in dust, giving it a mottled appearance at first glance.

After a moment of silence, she said, Don’t go to work anymore.

Zhu Feng looked up at her.

Yuan Ying smiled. I’ll take care of you.

Zhu Feng blinked, then smiled back. Sure, I like being a kept man.

The memory faded, and Zhu Feng was still eating her leftovers—only now his black hair had turned silver, and three years of blank time had quietly slipped away.

Yuan Ying let out a soft sigh, stood up, and headed for the door.

Yuan Ying, Zhu Feng suddenly called.

She stopped and turned to look at him.

Zhu Feng gazed at her for a long time, his eyes holding only her, just like when they were dating.

Strangely, even after over a thousand days had passed, the way he looked at her hadn’t changed at all.

Yuan Ying felt a sudden surge of emotion, but before she could speak, she saw the corners of his lips curl up.

You haven’t paid yet, he said.

Yuan Ying: …

After settling the bill and leaving the Cold Noodles shop, Yuan Ying walked expressionlessly toward her car.

Zhu Feng followed leisurely behind, watching as she drove off.

Only five kilometers—much shorter than yesterday’s distance. Zhu Feng stretched his limbs, ready to run back, when the second-hand Volkswagen suddenly reversed and stopped in front of him.

Get in, Yuan Ying said flatly.

Zhu Feng immediately opened the passenger door and slid inside.

Yuan Ying stepped on the gas, and the Volkswagen buzzed to life.

On the way back, Yuan Ying asked, How long do you plan to stay?

Hmm? Zhu Feng glanced at her.

Yuan Ying kept her eyes on the road, not sparing him even a sidelong glance. Jin Yuanbao has already blocked you. Shouldn’t you move out?

Zhu Feng remained silent for a moment before smiling. I want to apply to be Jin Yuanbao’s cleaner.

Yuan Ying’s eyelids twitched.

I’m strong, I do thorough work, and it’s a buy-one-get-two deal with two extra laborers—all without pay. Care to consider it, Boss Yuan? Zhu Feng recommended himself with a grin.

Yuan Ying: You get what you pay for.

Sometimes there are exceptions, and I’m the exception, Zhu Feng leaned closer.

Yuan Ying pushed his head away. You’re the worst of them all.

Yuan Ying, I’m not joking with you, Zhu Feng sighed.

Yuan Ying: I’m not joking either.

Zhu Feng fell silent.

The car ride was quiet. After arriving at Jin Yuanbao, Yuan Ying got out first, walked a short distance, then turned back to face Zhu Feng.

You, today, move out, she delivered her ultimatum.

Zhu Feng gazed at her calmly. You really don’t want me anymore?

Yuan Ying’s expression flickered, and she turned her face away. No.

As soon as she spoke, a sudden scream came from the living room.

It was Xiao Yu.

Yuan Ying rushed inside. What’s wrong? What happened?

Boss! I got a group booking! A group that wants to reserve all six rooms! For five days! Xiao Yu exclaimed excitedly as she ran over.

Jinlin Town was famous for its snowy mountains and hot springs, with business booming only in winter. Other seasons were quite quiet, and though summer brought slightly better traffic, it was still modest. A full-house booking for five days was particularly rare.

Yuan Ying shared her excitement, holding hands with Xiao Yu as they jumped up and down together.

The mood was cheerful, but Shu Lin had to interrupt: If all six rooms are booked, where will the three of us stay?

You haven’t paid for your stay these past two days, Xiao Yu immediately switched gears, holding out her hand. Pay up now, and I won’t book the rooms out.

Shu Lin gave an awkward laugh and quietly retreated beside A Ye.

Xiao Yu snorted lightly and turned to Yuan Ying.

Just as Yuan Ying was about to speak, Xiao Yu raised a practical concern: Boss, what about the cleaner we haven’t hired yet?

Yuan Ying: …

We’re not sure of the exact guest count yet, but with all six rooms booked, there’ll definitely be a lot of people, Xiao Yu’s brow gradually furrowed. Just the two of us might not be enough.

Yuan Ying fell silent.

Jinlin Town’s infrastructure wasn’t well-developed, and locals were scarce. To retain guests, homestays often provided extra services like shuttle rides, guiding guests to food spots and attractions, and even organizing activities when needed.

With just the two of them, handling all that work would indeed be impossible.

Yet, giving up such a large order was hard to accept.

As Yuan Ying wrestled with the dilemma, the glass door behind her suddenly tapped twice.

She and Xiao Yu turned simultaneously to see Zhu Feng standing there with a beaming smile. Boss, hiring a cleaner?

Yuan Ying: …

Shu Lin promptly raised his hand. Me! I can drive and help shuttle guests. I even studied tourism—once I familiarize myself with the area, I can take them out and ensure every guest feels right at home.

He then nudged A Ye with his elbow.

A Ye looked up confusedly, his gaze sharpening as he met Yuan Ying’s eyes. If anyone causes trouble, I can eat them.

Yuan Ying’s eyelids twitched.

Shu Lin calmly covered his mouth: What he means is he can work as a bodyguard, serving as Jin Yuanbao’s most solid backup… Boss Yuan, please keep us. You must have noticed we ran out of money days ago. If we leave like this, we’ll definitely starve to death.

Yuan Ying remained silent, her gaze sweeping across the three faces before finally settling on Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng curled his lips: I’ve said it before – we don’t need salaries.

Shu Lin immediately nodded in agreement.

A Ye, whose mouth was covered, said nothing and looked at Yuan Ying with sincere eyes.

Yuan Ying took a deep breath: I’d prefer not to get involved with my ex-boyfriend.

Zhu Feng’s eyes dimmed slightly, though his lips still maintained their smile.

But if you can guarantee you won’t say crazy things or do reckless actions anymore, I might consider hiring you all. Yuan Ying looked at Zhu Feng and slowly added.

Shu Lin and A Ye immediately turned to look at Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng clicked his tongue: I promise.

It didn’t sound very convincing.

Yuan Ying asked: What if you break your word?

Zhu Feng: You can fire me anytime.

Then it’s settled, Yuan Ying exhaled softly, studying the three for a long moment before finally saying, Not paying salaries is impossible, but hiring three people at once is indeed beyond my means. How about this: each of you gets a base salary of fifteen hundred, with bonuses based on monthly occupancy rates. During off-seasons, I guarantee your monthly income won’t fall below two thousand.

The salary wasn’t high, but if they insisted on being packaged together, this was all she could offer.

If you looked for jobs separately, you’d definitely earn more than this. Are you sure you want to stay and work here? Yuan Ying asked again.

Shu Lin: Of course! I want to stay at Jin Yuanbao!

A Ye: I only pledge loyalty to Boss Yuan.

Zhu Feng said nothing and went directly upstairs.

Yuan Ying frowned: Where are you going?

Clearing out rooms.

Shu Lin clapped his hands: Right, right! We need to vacate rooms for the guests.

After saying this, he pulled A Ye away with him.

The living room was suddenly left with only Yuan Ying and Xiao Yu.

The two looked at each other, taking a long moment to process what had happened.

Our homestay… just gained three new employees like that? Xiao Yu still seemed somewhat dazed.

Yuan Ying sighed deeply: I remember there’s a room behind the kitchen. Let’s clear it out for them to live in.

Since we’re free now, I’ll go clean it up. Xiao Yu rolled up her sleeves and headed out.

Not wanting her to work alone, Yuan Ying quickly followed.

The kitchen was to the left of the living room. Like the Mountain View and Water View rooms, it stood in the same row as the living room and had its own separate entrance.

The kitchen was divided into front and back sections. The front contained the stove and dining tables and chairs, separated by sliding glass windows – essentially an open kitchen.

The back section served as a rest room, covering nearly twenty square meters with two beds. The windows provided good ventilation and ample light, and it was equipped with air conditioning and electrical appliances.

The only drawback was the lack of a bathroom. If they needed to use facilities, they’d have to go to the public toilet by the pond through the back door or use the living room bathroom.

Feng Juan’s previous cleaning aunt had lived in this rest room, and it had been vacant since she resigned, now somewhat dusty.

Just as Yuan Ying and Xiao Yu were halfway through cleaning, Shu Lin and A Ye arrived. Seeing them working, they immediately snatched away the brooms and mops, working with remarkable enthusiasm.

Yuan Ying found the scene amusing and asked Xiao Yu to wait in the living room while she helped with the cleanup.

With three people tidying one room, the efficiency was remarkably high. In less than an hour, the lounge was spotless. Xiao Yu brought over pillows and blankets, and with a quick arrangement, the room took on the appearance of a bedroom.

Jin Yuanbao doesn’t have many rooms, so I’m afraid you’ll have to share, Yuan Ying apologized. There’s another bed in the storage room on the third floor. I’ll have it brought over later.

Shu Lin scratched his head. We already have two beds. Why bring another one?

There are three of you. How can two beds be enough? Yuan Ying chuckled.

No, it’s just A Ye and me staying here, Shu Lin explained. Seeing her confusion, he added, The King… Zhu Feng said he’ll sleep somewhere else.

Yuan Ying paused, a sudden sense of foreboding washing over her.

She turned and dashed out, flying through the living room and up the stairs. By the time she reached the third floor, breathless, she saw the door to the storage room across from her bedroom wide open. Several items had been moved out into the hallway, and the room inside was neat and tidy, with a bed already made.

Hello, Boss, Zhu Feng greeted with a wave and a smile.

Yuan Ying took a deep breath, about to speak, but Zhu Feng cut her off first: Calm down. Think about the large number of tenants you’ll have soon. You really can’t afford to lose an excellent cleaner like me.

Yuan Ying: …

Dragon— Zhu Feng started, but upon meeting her gaze, he smiled and said, Where we come from, social hierarchy is very strict. Don’t be fooled by how casually they usually act around me. If we were forced to sleep in the same room, those two would rather sleep in the yard.

Social hierarchy? What, are they your servants or something? Yuan Ying felt he was spouting nonsense again.

Zhu Feng corrected her: They’re my subordinates.

Unconvinced, Yuan Ying promptly kicked him out of the third floor.

That evening, as she was about to close the curtains and go to sleep, she glanced down and saw two figures—one tall, one short—gathered around a large iron pot in the yard, discussing when they could persuade Boss Yuan to make another round of Iron Pot Stew.

Yuan Ying: ?

She opened the window and called out, Why aren’t you two asleep?

Shu Lin and A Ye looked up simultaneously and waved at her in perfect sync, as if programmed.

Going to sleep now.

Sleeping right away.

Amused by their coordinated response, Yuan Ying was about to say something more when the two lay down in unison.

Lie down? Just like that?

Yuan Ying assumed they were acting on Zhu Feng’s instructions to pressure her into letting him stay on the third floor. She promptly shut the window.

An hour later, the two were still lying on the bare ground.

Two hours later, A Ye had started snoring.

Three hours later, Yuan Ying could take it no longer. She flung the window open and yelled, Tell Zhu Feng to get up here now!

A Ye jolted awake. Huh?

Great! Shu Lin leaped to his feet.

A minute later, Zhu Feng arrived on the third floor. Yuan Ying, wrapped in a coat, leaned against her doorframe with an expressionless face.

What kind of spell have you cast on them to make them obey you like this? she snapped. If I hadn’t called you up, were you really going to let them sleep in the yard all night?

Zhu Feng met her gaze and smiled gently. Good night.

He opened his door, stepped inside, and closed it—all in one smooth motion.

Yuan Ying, who had been ready to scold him and lay down some rules: …

Having missed the perfect timing, knocking again would greatly diminish her momentum. Yuan Ying took a deep breath, turned around, and returned to her room, carefully locking the door behind her.

The group tour wouldn’t arrive until two days later. To prepare for them, Jin Yuanbao stopped accepting new guests but kept busy nonetheless.

They conducted a thorough cleaning.

Zhu Feng and his two companions worked diligently and earnestly. Not only did they clean and wash all indoor areas, replacing necessary supplies, but they also tidied up the courtyard. If Yuan Ying hadn’t firmly objected, Shu Lin would have even attempted to climb the windows bare-handed to repaint the three-story exterior walls.

After everything was tidied up, Yuan Ying couldn’t help but feel her mood lift as she looked at the sparkling clean Jin Yuanbao.

Boss! Let’s make Iron Pot Stew tonight! A Ye raised his hand at just the right moment.

Since becoming an employee at Jin Yuanbao, he had upgraded his address for Yuan Ying from Boss Yuan to simply Boss.

The boss waved her small hand: Approved.

Shu Lin immediately cheered in response.

Yuan Ying also smiled, but when she turned her head, she met Zhu Feng’s gaze.

He was sitting on the courtyard swing, his long legs casually resting on the ground. When he looked at her, his expression was both roguish and focused.

Yuan Ying let out a soft hum and avoided his gaze.

Probably genuinely afraid of being kicked out, Zhu Feng had been quite well-behaved these past two days. Even though he lived right across from her, he hadn’t tried any physical advances or said any strange, nonsensical things.

He was like a truly dedicated employee, completely giving up on his intentions toward her.

For Yuan Ying, this was good news.

And even better news was that ever since returning from her physical examination in the provincial city, her body seemed to have returned to normal.

No more lingering dreams, no more burning feverish sensations, and no more strange reactions. She suspected that the numerous examination items, some with relatively high radiation levels, had accidentally irradiated her condition away.

With everything looking up and her mood improving, Boss Yuan bought a large rack of ribs in the evening and prepared to stew them in the courtyard for everyone.

Zhu Feng was swinging on the swing, while Shu Lin and A Ye gathered around the iron pot, each holding a bowl waiting for the food to cook.

After patting the dough cakes into place, Yuan Ying was about to go to the kitchen to wash her hands when Xiao Yu came out of the living room with her backpack.

I thought we agreed you’d leave after dinner? Yuan Ying asked, puzzled.

Xiao Yu grinned: I’m not leaving. I’m going out to buy some things.

What are you buying? Yuan Ying inquired.

Some horror-themed decorations, Xiao Yu explained. I just checked the booking system and found that rooms are fully booked even a week from now. Business usually isn’t this good during summer break, so I looked it up online and actually found the reason.

What reason? Yuan Ying asked curiously.

Xiao Yu looked mysterious: Because of a travel blogger’s short video.

Yuan Ying: ?

Xiao Yu: The video itself isn’t particularly special—just introducing the local scenery and such. But it accidentally captured a dark, shadowy figure-like shape that appeared for a few seconds before disappearing. It’s really mysterious and sparked a lot of discussion. The more people talked about it, the more supernatural it became. The comments section turned into a ghost story competition, and many thrill-seeking young people came to investigate in person.

Yuan Ying: …

She never expected her business to come about this way.

Seeing Yuan Ying’s blank expression, Xiao Yu understood and sincerely suggested: Boss, you should go online occasionally and keep up with current trends.

Yuan Ying felt a stir in her heart, and Zhu Feng on the swing suddenly looked over.

The Iron Pot Stew took two hours to prepare, giving Xiao Yu enough time to visit the nearby market. She returned with a pile of ghost dolls, fake spiders, skulls, and similar items, redecorating the living room.

Seeing the clean, cozy living room transformed into something eerie gave Yuan Ying mixed feelings of amusement and exasperation.

After dinner, while Shu Lin and A Ye were still playing in the courtyard, she went upstairs first. Just as she reached the third floor, she saw someone waiting in the hallway.

Clearly waiting for her.

What do you want? Yuan Ying narrowed her eyes, thinking to herself: Has this bastard finally dropped his two-day act of being proper?

Zhu Feng: I took a look at that video Xiao Yu mentioned.

Yuan Ying: ?

Zhu Feng: The comment section is quite frightening. Don’t look at it.

Yuan Ying let out an exaggerated laugh: Do you know me that well? Why would you assume I’d look?

You came upstairs so early just to check that thing, didn’t you? Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes.

Yuan Ying: …

He was right.

She had this particular flaw.

Though easily frightened, she adored horror themes.

Hearing Xiao Yu mention it earlier had made her itch with curiosity about what kind of comment section could drive so many people to explore Jinlin Town.

Rare to get a few good nights’ sleep lately. Don’t scare yourself unnecessarily. Zhu Feng issued a final warning.

Yuan Ying glanced at him: Unnecessary advice. I’m definitely not looking.

With that, she brushed past him and returned to her room.

Zhu Feng watched her door open and close, his expression resigned.

Half an hour later, the door opened again. A panicked Yuan Ying emerged and jumped at the sight of someone outside.

Ah!

Zhu Feng remained calm: It’s just me. Why scream?

What are you doing here? Yuan Ying retorted.

Zhu Feng had somehow procured a fishing chair and sat slumped in it like a boneless creature: The Wi-Fi’s bad in my room. Planning to game here all night.

…Do you remember we have work tomorrow? Yuan Ying reminded him flatly.

Zhu Feng had already started a single-player game: Does gaming all night affect work?

Yuan Ying: …

She’d almost forgotten—he wasn’t human; he was an energetic beast.

Since her employee claimed it wouldn’t impact his work, Yuan Ying, as the boss, couldn’t say much else. She turned to go back inside.

What did you come out for earlier? Zhu Feng asked without looking up from his screen.

Yuan Ying paused: Ah, I came out for some water.

In truth, she’d read too many ghost stories in the travel blogger’s comment section and was too scared to sleep alone, so she wanted to bunk with Xiao Yu for the night.

Going back without drinking? Zhu Feng pressed.

Yuan Ying: Suddenly not thirsty anymore.

Afraid he’d ask more questions, she hurried inside.

Hearing her door close, Zhu Feng paused his gaming.

Three seconds later, the door quietly cracked open a sliver.

Zhu Feng chuckled, exited his game, locked his screen, and went to sleep.