Who was Yun Xiaoran messaging in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?
Shen Jin's heart tightened, her mind racing as she lay behind Yun Xiaoran, tense.
Still, she tried to keep her breathing steady. Her peach blossom eyes fixed on the dim screen of the phone in his hand, and she dared not make a sound.
Yun Xiaoran had no idea that Shen Jin, who was hugging him from behind, had woken up and was staring intently at his screen.
His gaze rested on his chat history with Li Qingxi. He neither sent her a message immediately nor rejected her right away.
He made no other movement, as though he had fallen asleep.
Yun Xiaoran's feelings were impossibly tangled as his deep eyes lingered on the sexy photo Li Qingxi thought she had taken so well.
For a moment, memories of his university days flooded his mind like a rising tide, then receded just as quickly.
After all, the beautiful, sexy photo before him had come from Li Qingxi, the country's hottest rising star, known as Little Shen Muge.
If that photo leaked, she would certainly top Weibo's trending searches tonight.
Yet there it was, displayed right before him.
By the faint light, Shen Jin had also made out the photo and chat history on his phone, along with the woman's cute profile picture and her nickname, which he had left as her default contact name.
The sexy photo left Shen Jin speechless with shock. She had never imagined Yun Xiaoran might be flirting with someone else late at night, and tears filled her eyes.
Still, Shen Jin forced herself not to make a sound.
On closer inspection, though, the sexy photo seemed carefully composed and aesthetically pleasing, and the proud, raised face looked a little familiar.
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