I saw you as a brother, but do you see me as a tool?
Seeing Tang Fei hesitating, Sheng Xinhua felt both embarrassed and angry, and said, "We don't necessarily have to sleep together. I'll sleep on the bed, and you can sleep beside it."
She pulled a blanket from the cabinet and laid it on the carpet, then grabbed a pillow from the bed and tossed it over, saying, "Does this work for you?"
"Alright."
With the makeshift bed prepared, Tang Fei had no choice but to agree.
It wasn't that he disliked the environment here; for a child who emerged from the old soil, the living conditions were far harsher than here.
He just felt a bit awkward. In the past, when he and Sheng Xinhua pretended to be a couple, at least they each had their own room and slept separately.
Now...
It felt a bit too intimate.
"Alright..." Sheng Xinhua sneered and said, "You act like you're so wronged, as if I've taken advantage of you in a big way."
