The more Chiang Sen thought about it, the funnier he found it.
He held back his laughter, refusing to let himself laugh in front of Fu Jingyu. He took the clothes that Fu Jingyu had changed out of, put them in a bag, and prepared to take them back for him.
He looked at Fu Jingyu, and asked with concern, "How is Xingxing?"
"She's fine now. She's in the ward, with Ji Mingyuan keeping her company."
Fu Jingyu had his vanity, and thinking about his behaviour last night, he felt as though he contracted acute embarrassment.
How he wished time could turn back.
Chiang Sen said, "Then I'll go greet her."
He held the bag with Fu Jingyu's clothes and headed to the ward.
Ye Fanxing, leaning against a soft pillow and just done hearing the story about Fu Jingyu from Ji Mingyuan, felt a kind of indescribable happiness when she saw Fu Jingyu come in.
"Xingxing." Chiang Sen greeted Ye Fanxing.
"Chiang Sen, good morning."