After returning to the room, Zhao Jing bathed Chaoyang. Shortly after being placed on the bed, the little guy wrapped himself in the blanket and fell asleep. When Zhao Jing came out of the washroom, he saw that Chen Wanqing had gotten into bed at some point and was now half-asleep. He pulled her into his arms and moved Chaoyang to the inner side of the bed.
Chen Wanqing was startled awake. "What's wrong, Jing?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to talk to you."
"Talk about what? About Zhu Caiwei having a crush on you?"
Zhao Jing choked on his words, suddenly unsure of how to react. Her tone was so nonchalant, as if this were a trivial matter. It was as ordinary as her asking him, "Shall we leave a candle burning tonight?"
But how could this be a trivial matter? This was a major issue concerning his innocence and reputation. He opened his mouth to say something, but before the words could come out, Chen Wanqing covered his mouth with her hand.
