She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground right now.

This was absolutely the biggest social disaster of her life!

Her eyes darted around, and she didn't dare to look at Xie Huaiye anymore. She just wanted to disappear on the spot!

Outside the window, Ren Xuelan, who had been forcibly dragged away, was still unwilling to give up.

He was peering intently through the crack in the glass.

Xie Huaiye caught a glimpse of the swaying figure out of the corner of his eye.

He didn't even flinch.

He gently pressed a button on an inconspicuous button by the bedside.

"Whoosh—!"

The heavy blackout curtains fell instantly.

It completely blocked all prying eyes.

"Huaiye, what are you doing!"

Ren Xuelan was so angry that she stomped her feet outside.

Xie Heng saw this and couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Honey, Huaiye's all grown up now. Can't you give him some privacy? You have to peek when he's saying a few words!"

Ren Xuelan glared at him fiercely, "Do I need you to teach me what to do? I'm just looking around, if I can't see it, that's fine!"

Inside the room.

The lighting is soft.

The only sound was the regular ticking of the instrument.

And the sound of their slightly rapid breathing.

Xie Huaiye looked at Yan Ning, who was so embarrassed she was practically fuming.

Deep in his eyes.

A deep, radiant light belonging to a mature man.

It flows slowly, a mixture of understanding and playfulness.

He smiled gently and said, "You've taken such good care of me these past few days. Now that I'm awake, I must thank you properly."

Yan Ning stammered, "Thank you? What thanks? No, no need!"

Xie Huaiye raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on his lips:

"I definitely need to thank you properly, Yan Ning, sister!"