Lu Rongrong was most afraid of being alone with Lu Qiao, so as soon as everyone left, she nervously stood up from her chair and said, "Um, I'll go check on Xixi first..."
However, before she could stand up, Lu Qiao pressed her back down onto the chair with one hand, his handsome and wicked face drawing intimately close.
"In such a hurry to leave, are you going to flirt with Wen Zao?"
Lu Rongrong asked, somewhat unclear, "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Lu Qiao pinched her chin, leaning his body forward slightly, "Weren't you just concerned about whether Wen Zao had slept well? What? Asking so eagerly, do you want to sleep with him?"
Lu Rongrong was flustered by Lu Qiao's words. She had simply intended to change the subject earlier, yet Lu Qiao had seized the opportunity to humiliate her.
"Lu Qiao, aren't you childish!" Lu Rongrong retorted angrily, for the first time boldly straightening her body.
