Shen Youling's imagination ran wild.
She tiptoed to Lin Tang's bedroom door. The door was not locked; it was not even fully closed. Shen Youling leaned in, about to peek inside.
"What are you trying to see?"
Lin Tang's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
"Ah!" Shen Youling gasped and quickly spun around.
This guy! Just a moment ago, I sensed his aura on the bed. How did he suddenly get to the living room? Can his martial arts even let him pass through walls?!
"I... I wasn't trying to see anything. I just came back to look around. What, am I not welcome?"
"It's not a question of being welcome. You're lurking around in the middle of the night—that's what's suspicious!"
"Who's lurking? I'm your wife. Isn't it perfectly natural for me to come back to my own home?"
"Oh—so you do remember you're my wife!"
"Stop being sarcastic!"
They spoke as they walked toward the sofa. However, once they sat down, they fell into an inexplicable silence, unsure of what to say.
