Fu Zhengci reacted swiftly, holding down the other side of the quilt, he frowned and stared at Gong Ting, "Xiao Yu is asleep, don't wake her."
Gong Ting's handsome face grew even more solemn, he slightly raised his head and looked at Fu Zhengci, saying coldly, "Whatever you say doesn't count, I want to hear it from her own lips."
From the moment he entered until now, Su Yu had remained asleep, making him suspect whether Fu Zhengci had drugged her.
His pride absolutely would not allow him to lose so miserably.
However, just as he intended to pull back the quilt, the person on the bed slowly opened her eyes, and as their gazes met, Gong Ting saw none of the familiar warmth in her eyes, only displeasure at being disturbed from sleep.
"Gong Ting, how long are you going to keep bothering me?" Xiao Yu sat up, the quilt slipping down from her, revealing she wore a men's shirt identical to the one Fu Zhengci wore at tonight's banquet, or rather, it was Fu Zhengci's shirt.
