Su Yin's face registered complete astonishment; did Feng Yuan and the others already know about her drinking too much and then... that incident?
Her fair complexion instantly flushed with two layers of red, and she stammered, "Yuanyuan, I, uh, I'm a bit groggy, I should go back and rest up a bit first."
Su Yin instinctively played dumb, her first instinct being to run, but Feng Yuan quickly stepped in to block her path.
Feng Yuan crossed her arms over her chest, barring the door with raised eyebrows as she looked at her, a layer of ambiguous amusement in her eyes.
"Yinyin, are you feeling shy? We're all close sisters here, there's nothing we can't talk about, right?"
She was really too curious; the man Su Yin fancied must be incredibly handsome.
Su Yin clasped her hands tightly together, looking at the walls and the ceiling, anywhere but at Feng Yuan.
"No, not at all. I just don't quite understand what you're talking about," she said.