"Could you all please leave?"
Ying Yimei hung her head. She was in utter despair and did not want to face the crowd.
"Hey, you didn't look so shy when you were doing it. Why are you getting so embarrassed now? Come on, let me take some pictures."
Jing Zhichen started taking photos of Ying Yimei on the bed, wrapped in the bedsheets while Ying Yimei tried to hide her face. Coughing softly, Li Qingcang led everyone else out of the room. Jing Zhichen then closed the door with a more stern look.
"All right, you can come out now."
The man hiding under the quilt finally showed his head. He looked at Jing Zhichen and coughed hard. "I nearly suffocated inside!"
"You... you..."
Ying Yimei pointed at both the man and Jing Zhichen in disbelief. She now realized they were working together to set this trap up for her.