Just as Ren Feng was lost in thought, the door to the ward opened again. This time, it was a woman dressed head-to-toe in black who stormed in.
"In bed already?"
Long Yue sat down directly on the chair beside him, looking at Ren Feng, who was now clad in patient garb, with a calm expression: "I didn't expect you to have moments lying in bed like this."
Ren Feng rolled his eyes. Why does Long Yue always seem to be at odds with me?
"Yueyue, even if I'm lying in bed, you could just climb on top. I wouldn't mind the gesture," Ren Feng said with a cheeky grin.
Climb on top?
Long Yue was taken aback but soon caught the underlying meaning of his words, her expression slightly irked as she glared at him.
But Ren Feng was naturally thick-skinned, thinking he could be mocked? Not likely.
"First of all, congratulations on making it back safely. Additionally, what you did in the United States was indeed impressive," Long Yue said coolly.
