"Me?" Rong Shang tilted her head back and leaned against the sofa. "I'm sleeping."
"Don't you know I go to bed very early every night?"
With an almost seamless reply, she brushed the question back and then sat down on the sofa to play on her phone.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Siyang, who was standing next to him, frowned deeply.
But the person who attacked them that night, no matter how he looked at the figure, seemed to resemble her.
"What?" Rong Shang looked up again after knowing what he was thinking. "You doubt me?"
"No, no," Cheng Siyang answered instinctively.
Tong Yilin just came out of the dining room.
Upon hearing Cheng Siyang's answer, she pursed her lips, her expression darkening slightly.
But she was just a servant in the Ye family, and she couldn't express what was on her mind.
Walking over, Tong Yilin smiled and called out to Rong Shang, "Miss, dinner is ready."
"Oh, then go up and call Nan Qiyu down."
Upon hearing the name Nan Qiyu, Cheng Siyang's expression changed slightly.
Tong Yilin glanced at him subconsciously, her expression turning even uglier.
"Yes, Miss."
She turned and left.
Behind him, Cheng Siyang glanced at Rong Shang, the words he wanted to say already on his lips, but she preemptively asked, "Siyang, why were you with Tong Yilin that night?"
Well.
Cheng Siyang paused, looking somewhat guilty.
His once straight back sank into the sofa without him even realizing it.
“I ran into her on the road.” After a few seconds of silence, he began to explain, “It had just rained outside, and the road was quite slippery. I saw her walking alone, so I gave her a ride.”
"Oh? Is that so?" Rong Shang smiled faintly. "I saw you lying on top of her when I went out the other day, and I thought—"
"We were just attacked." After saying that, Cheng Siyang subconsciously pursed his thin lips.
Only after Rong Chang glanced at him did he relax and pretend to be calm.
The two had only exchanged a few words when the sound of steady and light footsteps reached their ears.
Looking up, a noble and elegant man slowly walked towards them.
Tong Yilin followed behind him, her face flushed with infatuation, looking like a little fangirl. Cheng Siyang was annoyed by this and his face darkened.
At the front, Rong Shang stood up and simply said, "Let's eat."
"You?" She suddenly turned and glanced at Cheng Siyang. "Are you going back or..."
"..." Should we kick him out?
Displeased, Cheng Siyang glanced at Nan Qiyu intentionally or unintentionally, straightened his collar, and stood up. "Let's eat here. It's not like we haven't been here before."
Nan Qiyu watched him walk past her, his face expressionless and his gaze indifferent, seemingly unaffected by the other man.
Two men and one woman, plus a maid with ulterior motives—this meal was quite an unpleasant experience.
There were all sorts of sarcastic remarks at the dinner table.
However, after they finished eating, when Rong Shang asked Tong Yilin to wash the dishes, she suddenly covered her head, which was still wrapped in a thick layer of white gauze.
"Ouch, that hurts!"
His facial features were all squeezed together.
Rong Shang glanced at it and thought it actually looked quite plausible.
"Let someone else do the washing."
Cheng Siyang finally couldn't help but speak up.
As soon as he spoke, Rong Shang looked at him and immediately nodded, "Then go wash up."
“Me?” Cheng Siyang raised an eyebrow.
Although his gentle expression remained unchanged, he was filled with a thousand kinds of resistance in his heart.
“Yilin is injured, and Qiyu is a guest. As for me, you know I’ve never touched these things before.”
Rong Shang looked sincere, while Cheng Siyang was speechless.
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