Jiang Xun felt as though he was about to shatter.
He could neither move nor stay still.
His ears burned, while a chill crept through his heart.
Humiliated, Jiang Xun clutched the bedsheet, his fingers trembling slightly, like a chaste man whose virtue had been defiled.
He asked the system inwardly, [When did Fu Yanli install the surveillance camera?]
Six-Six-Six: [On the night you said you were going to get engaged to Chu Xingye.]
Jiang Xun bit his lip and silently swore. That had been last Saturday, several days ago.
He had used that tube of ointment and those face masks every night for the past four days. In other words, Fu Yanli had already seen everything.
No wonder... no wonder he had kept feeling that Fu Yanli was staring at him these past few days.
That psycho. What filthy thoughts filled his head all day?
Jiang Xun thought back over what he had done in his room these past few days. Aside from those two things, he hadn't done anything strange, had he?
He had.
He had hugged his quilt and rolled around, punching and kicking.
Every morning when he woke up, he would also go nuts, wriggling like a maggot and shouting at the top of his lungs.
Relying on the room's good soundproofing, he had loudly called Fu Yanli a lunatic and threatened to kick him to death with three spinning kicks in a row.
He had also threatened to rip that lying mouth of his to shreds, then toss it into the toilet and flush it away.
Jiang Xun: "..."
Haha. He was an alien. He couldn't stay in this deranged world for another second.
Jiang Xun fell apart. Jiang Xun completely lost it.
He unconsciously bit the knuckle of his index finger, leaving teeth marks