teng siqing opened her eyes.
when she looked around, she realized that she was no longer by teng qingze's side. instead, she had been moved to another room and was lying on a large, comfortable bed.
the room was dimly lit, with only a bedside lamp emitting a faint light.
with a jolt, teng siqing's sleepiness instantly disappeared and she was completely awake.
she lifted the blanket and realized that she was still wearing the clothes from yesterday. she heaved a sigh of relief.
at least, he jinsi still had the demeanor of a young master from a famous family. he wasn't as brutal as she thought.
however, no one was watching over teng qingze, so she couldn't help but worry. she quickly put on her slippers and pushed open the door and walked out without even tidying up her clothes.