Lin Zhisan is dumbfounded. She clearly went to bed alone, so why is the man who turned her down twice lying beside her when she wakes up?
“As you can see, should I take responsibility for you, or should you take responsibility for me?” Lu Yuhuan props his head up with one hand, watching Lin Zhisan’s expression shift through every color of the rainbow.
Lin Zhisan studied medicine for ten years, and it certainly wasn’t for nothing.
“We just slept under the same covers. What’s there to take responsibility for?” With that, she leaves Lu Yuhuan alone on the bed, completely flustered.
“Hah, Lin Zhisan. Sooner or later, you’ll have to take responsibility for me.”
But Lin Zhisan walks away too quickly to hear him.
