Shen Anlingzi was on the verge of tears, glaring at the schadenfreude Mu Ri beside her, giving him a big eye-roll. Mu Ri stole a peck and said with a smile, "Don't worry, my mom is very open-minded, she won't blame you for sleeping in."
Shen Anlingzi chuckled and got up to change clothes.
She twisted the door handle, ready to leave, but paused, turned back, and looked at Mu Ri, deliberately instructing, "You stay in my bedroom, I'll go outside and see what's going on, then find a chance for you to leave."
Mu Ri, who had already freshened up, was sitting at the bedside, facing Shen Anlingzi, with a bit of grievance and looking a bit pitiful: "I want to meet the future in-laws."
The atmosphere was so ambiguous, Shen Anlingzi felt a pang of softness in her heart, but then she thought of her dad's illness and firmly refused: "Today is not possible."
"You want to start it and then abandon it," Mu Ri accused.
