Chapter 51: You are the last person I’d get ideas about!
she asked, narrowing her eyes.
Zhao Yan blinked, tearing his gaze away. "Nothing," he muttered, turning his head to the side.
Hua Jing raised an eyebrow, brushing off the odd moment as she went to settle herself in the room. However, as she took in the sight of the small space, a sudden realization hit her like a bolt of lightning.
There was only one bed.
Her eyes darted to the bed where Zhao Yan was already lounging. She blinked rapidly, her mind racing. Wait, this can’t be right. Where am I supposed to sleep?
Her gaze swept around the room, searching for another option, but there wasn’t even a spare chair or a couch. She could practically hear the universe laughing at her predicament.
This is karma, she thought bitterly, her shoulders slumping. If I had just kept my mouth shut back at the honeymoon place instead of bragging about how perfect we are as a couple, maybe I wouldn’t be stuck in this situation right now.
Hua Jing’s internal dialogue kicked into overdrive. "No problem," she whispered to herself, pacing back and forth. "I’ll just sleep on the floor. Yes, that’s it. The floor isn’t that bad... Except it’s freezing. And I’ll wake up covered in frost." She paused, tapping her chin. "Maybe I can ask for another room—no, that’ll ruin the whole perfect couple charade."
She let out a long groan, throwing her head back dramatically.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Yan’s voice broke through her thoughts.
Hua Jing froze mid-motion, realizing she had been muttering aloud and gesturing wildly. She turned to see Zhao Yan staring at her, his expression a mixture of confusion and mild concern.