Song Qiao did not expect Lu Jingchen to reject her so decisively. However, when she thought about the words this man had just said, she felt that his reaction was normal, but a sense of grievance inexplicably surged in her heart.
Her face showed no emotions, and Song Qiao did not insist. She directly placed the medical box on the coffee table inside the room, and then dived into the bed. She quickly pulled the quilt over herself, leaving only her head outside, turned off the bedside lamp, and closed her eyes to sleep, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
A few minutes later, the bed beside her sank, and then the quilt on the other side was lifted. Song Qiao knew that Lu Jingchen had also laid down, but he did not approach her, and she did not react at all, remaining motionless as if she had fallen asleep.
