The things that happened next were almost inevitable.
The following day, Ji Weitian also inevitably couldn't get out of bed and slept until the sun was high.
By the time she woke up, there was no one beside her.
She reached for the alarm clock on the bedside table and squinted at the time.
Two in the afternoon.
She had missed breakfast, and lunch too. The most outrageous part was that the culprit had already fled, leaving her without a chance to settle the score.
All she could remember was someone whispering a threat in her ear before she drifted off last night: "I have no issue with Leng Jian, and no issue with your friendship, but I can't help getting jealous. And when I'm jealous, I can't help but..."
He didn't continue, but used his actions to prove that the consequences could be dire.
Ji Weitian clasped her face with both hands, snuggled back into the covers, and cursed silently.
Bastard!
Jerk!
Scoundrel!
Big bad wolf!
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