There were only four people in the room—Lin Li, Bai Bufan, Ding Sihan, and Qu Wanqiu—while a scolding was going on outside.
However, it was not Chen Zhongping scolding Chen Yuying. Judging by the forcefulness of the voices, it sounded more like Chen Yuying was scolding Chen Zhongping.
Chen Zhongping's status at home probably was not very high.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, only Chen Yuying returned, with a trace of lingering annoyance on her face.
"My dad saw on the weather forecast that it might still rain, so he brought us umbrellas tonight. He has a spare key to the guesthouse, so he just unlocked the door and came in.
"He actually messaged me earlier to say he was at the door, but I didn't notice it. And he really did want to sneak a look at what we were doing, so he came in directly. He's already gone home now. He won't do that again next time—he'll definitely let us know first. Sorry, everyone. I scared you."
Chen Yuying stuck out her tongue and apologized.
"It's not a big deal. I understand. Feels like I got another life back." Lin Li nodded, deeply understanding.
Lin Li had genuinely almost been ready to commit seppuku to apologize again. Fortunately, Chen Zhongping had only given him a few extra looks and had not pulled him aside for a "private chat."
Naturally, no one said anything about it.
Chen Yuying let out a long breath.
"Oh, and." Chen Yuying continued, a sly gleam flashing through her eyes. "The five minutes are up."
Lin Li: "?"
"I can't understand that! Shouldn't it have been paused?"
"It wasn't paused. You just didn't tickle me yourself. Anyway, the five minutes are over, so you can't tickle me anymore."
"Huh? Class monitor, why don't