"You're awake!" Jian Tongming swallowed and gave an awkward laugh.
"Why are you here?" The woman rubbed her eyes, clearly not fully awake yet, looking somewhat adorably dazed.
"I..." Jian Tongming kept laughing awkwardly. How was he supposed to answer that?
Was he supposed to say, I slept with you?
"Ah!"
As the last of her drowsiness faded, the woman finally realized what exactly had happened.
"You!" The woman pulled the blanket tight around herself and curled up in the corner, pointing wildly at Jian Tongming with a helpless, panicked look.
"Well, uh, I don't know why it turned into this either?" Jian Tongming looked utterly innocent, because he truly had no idea what had happened. But the one who had clearly suffered a loss here was not him. He really was like a mute eating bitter herbs—unable to explain his suffering.
"It's over, it's over! If Uncle Tang finds out, he'll definitely kill me!" The woman began crying without restraint—or more accurately, Song Xun'er burst into loud sobs.
Knock, knock, knock!
The sudden knock on the door saved Jian Tongming, who had been completely at a loss. Song Xun'er, who had been wailing, also switched to quiet sobs.
Jian Tongming dressed at lightning speed, then strode over and opened the door.
Outside the door, Zhao Tian was peering inside with a sleazy look, only to be blocked by Jian Tongming, whose face had gone dark as he stepped sideways.
"What exactly happened?" Jian Tongming asked, anger simmering in his voice.
"Damn! You're the one getting mad? After picking up such a huge bargain! That little girl was pretty good, right? Looked like she was probably still untouched!" Zhao Tian said with a lecherous expression.
"What nonsense are you spouting? What exactly happened last night?"
"Aiya! I've gotta say, that