They Slept on Separate Beds

The atmosphere was getting colder and colder. Bei Qingqing could not fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

She felt that being next to Chen Jiazhi made her feel uncomfortable.

"I'm going downstairs to sleep," Bei Qingqing said faintly, then got up.

After she got up, Bei Qingqing glanced at Chen Jiazhi's back, her eyes filled with disappointment.

If Chen Jiazhi could turn around and coax her at this time, or turn around and explain where he had gone and what he had done, then she would be able to calm down and stay.

However, when Bei Qingqing got up and walked to the door, Chen Jiazhi seemed to have fallen asleep. There was no reaction at all. It was as if he did not care about what had happened tonight at all.

Bei Qingqing was extremely disappointed, so she closed the door and walked downstairs.