Ji Ruoqian pouted, "Of course it's not normal, I heard Anning stayed in Jingfeng's room last night, that's called cohabitation before marriage."
The old master's face darkened, and he turned his head to glare at Ji Ruoqian, asking sternly, "How many points do you plan to score in your final exams?"
Just then, an angry figure entered through the door.
"The Young Master is back."
Before the butler could even greet him, Ji Chicheng had already reached the sofa, stopping in front of Ji Ruoqian with a cold face, looking down at her from above, "What did you just say?"
"I..." Ji Ruoqian was frightened by Ji Chicheng's appearance, her mouth agape, her lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence after a long while.
Of course, it was also because the old master was beside her, and she was deliberately acting weaker.
It was as if she was saying, "Uncle, please don't bully me, I'm scared."
"Ruoqian, you go upstairs first."
