"Yexuan!" Fen Ling never expected that she would find herself lying on his bed without even her clothes on.
And yet, he could just leave, utterly heartless!
For a young woman, this was too cruel!
But Feng Yexuan had indeed left.
With a swift motion, the door swung open, and he didn't even bother to close it behind him.
His head and body felt incredibly heavy, this heaviness dulling his ability to think clearly.
"Prince!" Jingri saw him emerge and instantly tried to stop him. "Prince, Miss Chu said that you must stay in the room to rest tonight."
"I'm fine!" Feng Yexuan waved away Jingri's arm with a casual motion.
He had no intention of staying in that room.
Inside was still a woman lying on his bed. She… for some reason, was now an immense source of pressure for him.
It was like a kind of obligation—a responsibility he knew he should bear, but in his subconscious, he just wanted to escape from it.
