C1168 Su Xuanjing Is Back

The food was laid out on the table, and Di Qingyan sat cross-legged at the edge of the bed, about to pick up her chopsticks. But she noticed Wen Shaoxing's eyes drift toward the pile of clothes she had just tossed at the foot of the bed. At this point, it wasn't just about embarrassment; she felt like she couldn't face the world anymore.

Sure enough, Wen Shaoxing picked up the pile of clothes