"I'm so sleepy. You kicked me out last night, you should have slept soundly. Why are you still sleepy?"
Although Feng Jin was groggy, her mind was clear. She immediately understood that Ling Mo Han's words held a hidden meaning.
She suddenly remembered the mess in the outer room that hadn't been cleaned up yet. Combined with Ling Mo Han's unusual behavior just now, she immediately understood what was going on.
So Ling Mo Han already knew what had happened, and he was putting on a show with her. He was playing way too many tricks.
He knew it all along but still pretended to be completely oblivious. It must have been difficult for Ling Mo Han to act so convincingly. Feng Jin couldn't help but admire his skill in her heart.
After that, Feng Jin completely lost the desire to engage with Ling Mo Han. She closed her eyes and continued to rest. All she wanted now was to sleep.
"You're really going to keep sleeping?"
His punch was like hitting cotton, soft and useless. Ling Mo Han felt a sense of unwillingness and wanted to provoke Feng Jin further.
"Get out before I lose my temper!"
Feng Jin uttered these words with icy coolness. Although her voice was soft, it was still very effective in deterring him.
Ling Mo Han immediately shut his mouth and stood there awkwardly. Had Feng Jin sensed something...
"Aren't you going to leave? Are you waiting for me to kick you out again?"
This was Feng Jin's final warning. If Ling Mo Han continued to be a nuisance, she wouldn't mind kicking him out again.
"Fine, I'll go!"
Ling Mo Han said this resentfully. Before leaving, he couldn't resist warning Feng Jin again, "When you wake up, I'll settle the score with you for staying up all night!"
Realizing that Feng Jin knew everything, he decided not to hide it any longer. He spoke directly, and it was time to give Feng Jin a wake-up call. Otherwise, given her temper, she would surely continue to do as she pleased.
Feng Jin rolled her eyes inwardly. He could only talk tough. Who would be settling scores with whom later was still uncertain.
Only when she heard the sound of the door closing did Feng Jin finally relax. She could finally get a good night's sleep. The annoying guy was finally gone.
Not long after, Feng Jin fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up again, the sun had already set.
She had slept for such a long time. It was already this late, and it was probably time for dinner. Why hadn't anyone called her? Where had everyone gone?
Feng Jin was full of questions. After hesitating for a while, she slowly got out of bed.
Perhaps it was a lingering effect from staying up all night, but Feng Jin felt a dull headache as she got up. Her neck also ached, and she felt unwell all over.
Indeed, staying up late was the most draining thing. Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, her dark circles were bigger than her eyes.
Staying up late was truly harmful. From now on, she would never stay up all night like this again.
"Young Madam, you're awake. The food is ready, and I've brought it for you. Would you like to eat in the room?"
Chu Qing placed the food box on the table and took out the dishes.
Having not eaten all day, Feng Jin's stomach rumbled as soon as she smelled the food.
She no longer cared about her image and picked up the bowl, slurping down the porridge.
When a person is extremely hungry, anything they eat tastes like the most delicious thing in the world.
Food that she had previously found unappetizing now tasted incredibly good, and she couldn't help but eat a few more mouthfuls.
"Young Madam, slow down, don't choke. Have some soup first."
Fearing that Feng Jin might choke, Chu Qing quickly poured a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.
She had to admit that the Young General had guessed correctly. He had accurately predicted when the Young Madam would wake up and told her to bring the food.
Unexpectedly, the Young General's guess was spot on. The Young Madam had indeed woken up at this time and was starving. In a short while, half the dishes were gone.
Normally, the Young Madam would never eat this much. It seemed she was truly hungry this time.
After all, anyone who hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day would likely be this hungry.
Feng Jin cleared her plate and put down her chopsticks with satisfaction, letting out a burp. Her once flat stomach was now rounded. Feng Jin looked utterly content.
"Young Madam, are you full? Would you like me to bring more food?"
Worried that Feng Jin wasn't full, Chu Qing thought about getting more food. She wanted to make sure the Young Madam ate her fill.
"No... no, if I eat any more, I won't be able to sleep tonight because I'll be too full."
Feng Jin waved her hand. She had eaten more than enough. Her stomach was completely full and couldn't hold another bite. She absolutely couldn't eat any more.
"Young Madam, the Young General..."
Chu Qing swallowed the words that were about to come out, her face filled with hesitation, wondering whether she should say them or not.
"Just say what you have to say. Don't hesitate."
Feng Jin was not one to be indecisive and couldn't stand it when someone spoke halfway and then stopped. She directly told Chu Qing to speak her mind, to stop leaving things unsaid.
"Young Madam, the Young General... he asked me about last night's events today. I... I told him the truth."
Feng Jin nodded slightly. Her expression remained as calm as ever, without any ripple.
She thought it was something important, but it turned out to be about such trivial matters.
"If he asked, it's fine. It doesn't matter if I told him. After all, the truth will come out eventually. Ling Mo Han would have found out sooner or later, so there's no need to hide it."
She hadn't done anything shameful. She had simply gathered her young lady friends to play cards. This was a perfectly normal thing. She really couldn't understand why there was anything to hide.
If Ling Mo Han knew, then he knew. It wasn't a big deal. Even if she had committed murder or arson, Ling Mo Han would have found a way to clean it up for her.
"Young Madam, I... I saw that the Young General's expression was very displeased. He might be angry about this matter."
Chu Qing voiced her suspicion. She was absolutely certain she hadn't misread it. The Young General's expression was a hundred percent indicative of anger.
"Let him be. Don't worry about it."