It was exactly 10 p.m. when Lin Kuang drove back. The lights in the main hall were still on. After getting out of the car, he saw Liu Shilin and the Witch watching TV, though their eyes kept darting toward the door. Clearly, they were worried about his safety. Seeing this warmed Lin Kuang's heart, filling him with an indescribable tenderness.
When they saw him walk in, smiles appeared on both Liu Shilin's and the Witch's faces.
"Still up?" Lin Kuang asked as he stepped into the living room, fully aware of the answer.
Hearing this, the Witch rolled her eyes at him. This guy obviously knows my sister and I were waiting for him, yet he's still playing dumb.
Liu Shilin also shot him a look. "If we weren't waiting for you, we'd have been asleep long ago."
"Heh, I knew you were waiting for me," Lin Kuang said with a grin.
"Then why did you ask?" the Witch retorted irritably.
