Ruan Feng knew Ruan Lingyu's temperament all too well. Now that she had spoken up, if he didn't go inside, Ruan Lingyu would feel like she had lost face, and her temper would flare up again, so he nodded and said, "Alright, my back is actually a bit sore from sleeping on the couch."
Seeing how cooperative he was, a hint of a smile appeared in Ruan Lingyu's eyes, but she still chided him, "Who asked you to sleep in the living room without a word? Although we're divorced, we were a couple for so many years. You still care about me being sick, so how could I cold-heartedly let you sleep on the couch?"
"I just didn't want to disturb your sleep, did I?"
The two of them talked as they returned to the room. Since neither of them felt sleepy, they chatted about the old days when they were younger, and without realizing it, they didn't even know when they had fallen asleep.
