He lied…

 But, for now, that was the only excuse he could use so that she would lower her guard against him.

 Even though it was not a good idea.

 As predicted, after hearing his explanation, Song Wenxin had believed him!

 “Okay, so that’s why. Don’t worry. Going forward, I will play my part well and not interfere with you and Shangguan. I will also never divulge your relationship to anyone!” Song Wenxin assured him with determination.

 1Seeing that look of relief on her face, Jiang Beihan’s expression darkened.

 So, he was right. She did really think that there was an issue with his sexual preference!

 And, to top it all off, she had assumed that he and Shangguan were in such a relationship!

 If only she knew how much he wanted to pin her down on the bed, at that very moment, and show her with his actions that he was a very normal man in every inch of his body!

 But he was more concerned about scaring her away! So all he could do now was to forcefully suppress his discomfort as he turned and stormed into the bathroom!

 …

 As she watched Jiang Beihan storm wordlessly away, Song Wenxin was a little puzzled, and she began to feel sorry for him.

 Noticing his sudden unhappiness, Song Wenxin assumed that it was because he was upset at not being able to be with the person he loved most.

 As she thought about it, she sighed audibly.

 What a real pity it was that such a fine, good-looking man had eyes only for men…

 1…

 On the morning of the following day, Song Wenxin woke up in Jiang Beihan’s room.

 Looking around the room, she could not see Jiang Beihan anywhere. However, she did notice, from the dent in the pillow beside hers, that it had been slept on.

 So they had indeed slept together in the same bed last night, but nothing had happened between them.

 “Heck, I should not even be thinking about this right now!” Song Wenxin scratched her head in a panic. She had no idea what time it was and whether or not she would be late for class. Judging by the lighting outdoors, she could tell that early morning had come and gone and that she had classes to attend today!

 Changing into the clothes that the help had brought the day before, Song Wenxin realized, to her dismay, that the clothes were too flimsy. There was a shirt dress that reached her knees, and a thick, long, woolen jacket, but not even a pair of tights or pants to keep her warm!

 It was already winter in A-City, and, in a few weeks, they would begin their winter vacation. Wearing these clothes in this weather would not help keep her warm.

 Since she had no time to worry about keeping warm, Song Wenxin went downstairs hurriedly, preparing to head out the door and off to class.

 “Miss Song, Sir is waiting for you in the dining room,” reminded the help, who had approached her.

 “I’m running late and cannot stop. I need to go now,” she exclaimed with a wave of her hand, heading for the door.

 “Sir has instructed that, since it would be difficult for you to get a cab in his neighborhood, you should go first to the dining room. He will arrange for someone to send you to your class!” the help continued.

 Hearing her, Song Wenxin suddenly realized that, indeed, it would be very difficult for her to hail a cab in this neighborhood.

 With that thought, she nodded and headed toward the dining room.

 …

 In the dining room, Jiang Beihan was seated at the dining table, elegantly eating his breakfast.

 Shangguan, holding his briefcase, stood straight as a rod beside him.

 This was the scene that Song Wenxin observed as she entered the dining room, and she paused briefly in surprise.

 Song Wenxin sat in the chair that the help had pulled out for her.

 At that moment, Jiang Beihan suddenly picked up his plate of fried egg and handed it to Shangguan, who was standing by his side, saying, “Eat this!”

 “Boss,” Shangguan sputtered, looking at Jiang Beihan in shock.

 What was going on with the boss today?

 “Just do as you’re told and eat it; stop talking nonsense!” Jiang Beihan ordered somewhat impatiently.

 “Yes!” Shangguan responded, nodding vigorously. He took the plate from him and began to eat the fried egg slowly.

 Watching them from across the table, Song Wenxin looked at them with intense curiosity.

 Noticing that look, Jiang Beihan became extremely unhappy!