"Tsk tsk tsk. I never knew you'd be the type to be as jealous as a vinegar jar, Baili," taunted Ling Chuxi as she raised a brow with a crooked smile as she looked at him.
Baili Han's face flushed red and he dropped his head to continue to eat silently. He knew that he was no match for Ling Chuxi's venomous tongue.
The fifth princess and Ling Chuxi started guffawing with laughter.
Ling Yichen was quiet throughout. He didn't say a word and just ate in silence. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. Nevertheless, Fu Chengyu observed him and pondered.
…
That night, all was still at Fu Chengyu's residence. Ling Chuxi had long since fallen into a deep sleep.
Ling Yichen stood by himself on the loft, looking at Ling Chuxi's quarters from afar in the dark of the night with a worried look on his face and a frown plastered between his brows.