Of course, Bun Lord's female competition wasn't malicious. She just wanted to outdo Xia Xinyu in certain aspects,
to become an equally outstanding person herself.
That's youth for you.
"Time for bed."
With that, Chen Yuan turned around, went to the spread-out bedding in the living room, and lay down.
"Is it a bit hot?" Zhou Yu asked.
"That's the thing—the heating from the air conditioning isn't on, so sleeping on the floor can be cold. But if you turn the heat on, it gets a bit too hot," Chen Yuan explained.
"It's so hot I'm dying."
"Then take something off."
"Forget it, I'm worried it might look bad if the girls come into the living room," Zhou Yu said.
"I'll take mine off then." Without overthinking it, Chen Yuan just took off his long-sleeved shirt and lay bare-armed under the blanket, then said to Zhou Yu, "They're all drunk, who knows what time they'll wake up. I always wake up at six-thirty a.m. sharp, who can beat that?"
"Never mind, I'll just wear a short-sleeve."