Tim Drank the Soup

Upstairs, It wasn't the gruesome scene Cheng Jinyan had imagined. But it wasn't exactly harmonious either - Mo Shu got up to open the door and then returned to her bed, looking expressionlessly at Leng Yuanjin who walked in. The two looked at each other in silence, the room eerily quiet. After a while, Leng Yuanjin attempted to break the ice, saying with a soft, innocent, and apologetic tone, "I thought you were awake." Having learned from his previous experience of knocking on the door and realizing Mo Shu is not a morning person, Leng Yuanjin sent her a message on his way over. She responded, although it was only a period. He thought she was awake, but it seemed not... Mo Shu stayed silent without any reaction, just keeping her eyes on him. Her stare made Leng Yuanjin feel quite uncomfortable, instinctively tensing his body. Ever since he, Leng Sanye, had risen to a high position, he was used to staring at others. It was a rare occasion for him to be under such scrutiny. Today, Leng