Just thinking about it makes Su Jia feel uneasy.
She would never forget that when she mustered all her courage and put down her pride to call him, it was Wen Xi's voice she heard on the other end of the line.
"Even if you didn't do anything, you at least slept in the same bed, right?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yanhe's expression became even more conflicted, "I..."
He stammered for a long time but couldn't explain a single word.
He admitted it; he indeed shared a bed with Wen Xi.
But the distance between them was enough to fit another person.
After they got together, she brought up those things, but he wasn't interested nor in the mindset for it.
He knew better than anyone that no matter how much Wen Xi pretended, she wasn't Su Jia.
How could he possibly touch another woman besides Su Jia?
The inability to give her anything already made him feel guilty. Wen Xi suggested staying over, and he couldn't harshly refuse, so he agreed.
