So, they're still not going to let him off the hook!
Well, if it's inevitable tomorrow morning, it's inevitable tomorrow morning. At least he has tonight to think about how to get out of this lie. It's slightly better than being pushed onto the execution platform right now.
Fan Wenxuan's lips twitch slightly as he stands up, flinging his sleeves in frustration.
Chu Jinnian yawns, rubbing his tired eyes and setting aside the book he was reading.
After several days of rush, he's quite tired.
But before sleeping, he feels uneasy if he doesn't check on Zhuang Qingning who is still unconscious.
Chu Jinnian casually puts on a coat.
However, he turns back just as he steps out of the room.
Fan Wenxuan's words had indeed reminded him that even if he cared and kept thinking about it, he needs to be aware of propriety. Otherwise, he would not only be worse than a beast to himself, but Zhuang Qingning might also say something even harsher.