The sofas in Xiao Nancheng's villa were all genuine leather, the kind that were big and soft, enveloping anyone who sat on them.
Moreover, the single-seater sofas faced away from the lamps, so Si Nuanqian initially didn't notice there was someone sitting there.
Seeing someone suddenly, her heart jumped in surprise, and Si Nuanqian sadly ended up choking.
"Cough cough cough…" Si Nuanqian suddenly coughed violently, gasping for breath.
"I'm a human, not a ghost," Shangguan Lingqi said indifferently.
"You... in the middle of the night, not sleeping, cough cough… why sit here and scare people?" Si Nuanqian coughed while angrily glaring at him.
Luckily, she was courageous and had a strong heart; otherwise, seeing someone in front of her in the middle of the night would have scared her to death.
"You really like to accuse others first," Shangguan Lingqi took a puff of his cigarette, his gaze cold and detached.
