"What do you suppose your mom was thinking?"

"No idea."

"Listen, whatever you do, don't mention this to your dad tomorrow, or he'll kill me."

"As long as you don't say anything."

Three or four hours on a train that afternoon had left Xu Ye tired. He yawned, reached out from under the covers to switch off the bedside lamp, then pulled his arm back in and gathered Chen Qingqing up again. The two of them were asleep in no time.

That night Jiang Meilin, Chen Hansong, Xu Ye and Chen Qingqing all slept unusually soundly.

Perhaps because they'd slept so well, Xu Ye and Chen Qingqing both woke early the next morning. They got up together and brushed their teeth and washed up together.

While Chen Qingqing was doing her makeup, she asked, "Should we change clothes?"

Xu Ye said, "If we're not going out this morning, let's not. If we are, there's still time to change later."

"Mm."

"Are you ready? It's almost eight."

"Ready, ready."

Chen Qingqing got up and walked out of the room hand in hand with Xu Ye. They'd only just opened the door when Chen Hansong stepped out at the elevators.

Three people, six eyes meeting.

Chen Hansong didn't quite catch up with it.

That wasn't his fault either. Even Xu Ye had assumed the night before that Jiang Meilin's arrangement was for his father-in-law and himself to share one room while she and Chen Qingqing slept in the other.

It hadn't occurred to Xu Ye that his mother-in-law would be quite so… considerate.

Chen Hansong looked at the two of them in matching couples' pajamas and felt a buzzing in his skull, and at the same moment the question he cared about most came leaping into his head — did those two sleep together last night?

No. No, no!

She obviously just ran over to wake him up. Meilin wouldn't do a thing like that!

Having talked himself down, Chen Hansong knocked at Jiang Meilin's door. Xu Ye and Chen Qingqing exchanged a look and followed him in, feeling somewhat guilty.

Chen…