"No need, it wasn't much money."
Chen Xin replied and went into her bedroom.
She flopped onto her bed, feeling a little unhappy.
Because Xu Yun had just lied to her.
'Who falls into water and ruins their clothes like that? They must have been doing something else.'
'As for what that "something else" was, she didn't want to know, didn't want to guess, and had no right to care.'
'I'm just his friend, that's all.'
In the living room, Xu Yun was watching *Freshman*. The show was airing everywhere lately; it wasn't like he actually wanted to watch it.
He'd watched the first few episodes after Li Jinshu recommended it, but after a plot twist, it immediately became cliché and melodramatic. The old tropes just weren't interesting.
He casually turned off the TV and stood up to stretch.
'Chen Xin has probably guessed some of what happened between me and President Liang, but she didn't say anything.'
'She's playing dumb, so naturally, I have to play dumb too.'
