After Yan Xin left, Wen Xiangyang sat alone on the bed.
Sitting on the bed, with the light on, she just stared blankly at the wall in front of her, lost in her thoughts.
She didn't notice when Mu Lingqian came in.
Only when Mu Lingqian came to her front did Wen Xiangyang snap back to reality. She looked at the man standing next to her, and asked the question she knew she shouldn't have: "Young Master Mu, don't you need to accompany Xiao Lan?"
As soon as Mu Lingqian heard this, his expression turned cold.
Wen Xiangyang felt her heart sink under Mu Lingqian's gaze. She looked at Mu Lingqian, somewhat nervous, realizing that she had said what she shouldn't have.
She looked at Mu Lingqian who stared back at her without any expression, feeling awkward as to where to place her hands and feet.
With a cold face, Mu Lingqian watched the woman in front of him for a full ten minutes. Then, he walked up to Wen Xiangyang, sat down beside her, and slipped his hand into the quilt.