Xu Rubao couldn't keep going halfway through and ended up shrinking behind Lu Jingheng.

"Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu, may I... may I go back to my room first?"

"Don't you want to know the result? Don't you want to know whose severed hand it is?"

"..."

Can she say that she doesn't want to know, that she's scared, that she wants to go back to her room?

Seeing that she had shrunk behind him, Lu Jingheng leaned back on the sofa, opened one arm, and waited for this little wildcat to take the initiative to come into his arms.

Xu Rubao is a coward; horror movies aren't her thing.

She regretted it a little; if she had the choice, things might have been better.

Why did she have to be so considerate of him back then? If she had known he was watching horror movies, she should have chosen them herself.

The more she looked, the scarier it became. In the end, Xu Rubao shrank into his arms, clinging tightly to his waist in her nervousness, burying her head in his chest, and covering her eyes.

I've finished watching the movie; the plot was actually pretty good.

She looked up at him and was instantly dumbfounded. Why was she gripping his waist so tightly when they were watching a movie?

She couldn't help but think of the message Xu Ziqing had sent that afternoon. Good heavens, what was she doing?

She quickly let go of his hand, but before she could get off the sofa, Lu Jingheng suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Rubao had forgotten the tension she had felt while watching the horror movie.

She stared blankly at Lu Jingheng, looking completely bewildered.

Lu Jingheng reached out his hand, "Idiot, do you like someone like Cheng Yibo?"

"I don't……"

Xu Rubao answered blankly. After answering, she didn't dare to look at him, but secretly glanced at him again, "Then...then do you like...like someone like Cheng Meilin?"

"I don't like her, can't you tell?"

"I...I don't know..."

After saying that, Xu Rubao felt that it was dangerous here. Her heart was beating very fast, and she needed to catch her breath.

Otherwise, she felt she might die here.

She took off running, rushed upstairs, and locked the door to her room.

She leaned against the door, panting heavily.

Lu Jingheng said he didn't like Cheng Meilin, and she inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Does he like me?

Xu Rubao didn't have the courage to ask, so she ran away.

What should she do in this situation?

She thought for a moment, took out her phone, and sent a message to Xu Ziqing.

Xu Ziqing was in her room with a face mask on when she saw the message from Xu Rubao. She immediately threw the mask aside and dialed Xu Rubao's number.