Wei Qingxue was really caught between wanting to laugh and cry.
She had meticulously planned, hoping Lin Fan would come sleep in bed with her, because there were some things she was too embarrassed to say bluntly.
Who knew Lin Fan had absolutely no clue about romantic cues, had taken his pillow and gone to sleep outside, missing yet another good opportunity.
Wei Qingxue felt frustrated, frustrated most of the night, and now she had something on her mind. She realized she might have fallen in love with this man, but she didn't know if Lin Fan felt the same about her.
At least for now, she couldn't tell.
The next day.
Lin Fan woke up from the living room sofa, freshened up, and went out to work. To avoid suspicion, he hadn't been riding with Wei Qingxue lately, instead taking his electric scooter to work.
After Lin Fan left, Li Xueyan stopped Wei Qingxue.
