137: Chapter 137 Am I that scary?
137: Chapter 137 Am I that scary?
Ling Feng: …
Didn’t you say it yourself?
And you said it was quite serious…
Yet you had an uneventful day.
Su Ge has been diligently taking care of Chu Yihan’s cold.
In the evening, she even went to the kitchen and asked the cook to teach her how to make a bowl of ginger soup.
After watching Chu Yihan drink it, she looked at the ti, “Well, Fourth Master, it’s getting late, I should head back to my room to sleep.
You should rest early too.”
“Mhm.”
Chu Yihan seed particularly agreeable.
In fact, he had been surprisingly agreeable all day.
So agreeable that it seed as if she hadn’t pushed him into the water at all.
Perhaps he is magnanimous, not holding it against her?
In any case, her fortune was that he did not make things difficult for her.
Su Ge secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wished Chu Yihan a “good night,” and then turned to walk upstairs.
Little did she know, after she had taken just a few steps, Chu Yihan stood up from the sofa and followed her from behind.
At that mont, Su Ge didn’t think much of it, given Chu Yihan’s room was also upstairs.
She proceeded straight to the top floor.
The sound of the man’s footsteps stayed not far behind her.
The higher she went, the faster Su Ge’s heart beat.
Even though she knew that Chu Yihan was heading to his own room upstairs, her heart still thumped wildly.
Strange, why was she so nervous?
Hadn’t Chu Yihan not blad her for the entire day?
Su Ge shook her head, trying her best to block out those ssy sounds and chaotic thoughts, and briskly walked to her room.
She opened the door, turned on the light, and, having tended to Chu Yihan all day, felt quite tired and prepared to wash up before going to bed.
Just as she was about to close the door, a towering figure suddenly appeared at the entrance, nearly giving her a heart attack.
The noble and handso man stood upright at the doorway, casually dressed in ho attire, the soft lines softening his chilly features sowhat.
Except, those profound black eyes were incredibly dark.
“Am I that scary?”
His voice was low and husky.
Su Ge was taken aback and quickly realized that she was currently holding her chest with both hands, eyes wide open, with an expression that said she was almost scared to death.
“Ah no, no, not at all, how could Fourth Master ever be scary?
You are the handsost man in Rong City, anyone who sees you would have sweet dreams, absolutely not scary, not at all!
Hehehe…”
While speaking, Su Ge intentionally struck a pose, leaning against the wall with one hand supporting her, body askew, her movents seeming casual yet extrely stiff.
Just like the smile on her face.
“I’m getting ready to rest.”
The man’s expression was calm.
“Right, right, you have a cold and should rest early.
Go on, good night, and rember to have sweet dreams~.”
Su Ge kept the smile on her face, which now seed much more genuine.
The man fell silent for a few seconds, “How can I get inside if you don’t move out of the way?”
Su Ge was petite and certainly not big enough to block the entire door, but her pretend casual posture did just that.
“…What?”
Su Ge’s smile froze on her face, and at the sa ti, she staggered, almost falling over.
By the ti she steadied herself, the man had already stepped inside.
Su Ge turned her head in astonishnt, watching the man enter her room late at night, and thought back carefully—dicine taken, soup drunk, good night said, had she failed to do sothing?
It seed not…
So what was he doing here?
Wasn’t he going to rest?
Awkwardly, Su Ge cleared her throat and approached the man, “Fourth Master, about resting, could you have walked into the wrong room?
Look, this room, it’s pink, pink…”
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