I made such a low-level mistake, it's my fault

However, when he came out of the bathroom refreshed and clean, he discovered that the girl was sitting in his spot, holding his pillow, staring fixedly at some spot near the head of the bed, her complexion dark and displeased…

Uh-oh!

Just as the thought arose, a chilling voice rang out from the girl: "Gu Yuheng, explain this to me—what on earth is going on?!"

Looking at the familiar pills in the girl's palm, Gu Yuheng fell silent.

"Aren't you going to explain?" Lin Chuxia looked up at him, her voice tinged with anger, "Didn't you tell me yesterday that you had already taken them? Then what are these pills about?!"

Gu Yuheng: "…I didn't say that."

He only said, "Alright."

She had assumed he had taken them, and that wasn't his fault.

He never mentioned taking them from the start; he had never thought about deceiving her.

Well, she had misunderstood his intentions; this wasn't considered "lying."

Lin Chuxia was nearly driven to fury by his tone.