CHAPTER 21: CHAPTER 21: ARE YOU MESSING WITH ME?

Rong Qingqing got out of bed, tidied her messy hair, opened the door, and boldly headed towards the room next door, Shen Jue’s room.

Standing at Shen Jue’s door, Rong Qingqing took a deep breath to cheer herself up, then, as if marching to her doom, raised her hand and knocked on Shen Jue’s door.

Thinking that just knocking on the door in the middle of the night without calling out was a bit like a ghost movie, Rong Qingqing knocked twice and then called out Shen Jue’s name.

"Shen Jue, open the door~" Perhaps feeling guilty, her voice was full of ingratiating tones.

However, even after knocking for over two minutes, there was no response from inside.

Could it be that he sleeps as deeply as she does?

Rong Qingqing pressed her ear against the door, listened for a few seconds, and then continued. She swore she wouldn’t stop until she woke Shen Jue up.

Nothing is more important than staying alive. Besides living, everything else can be managed with a bit of struggle.

"Shen Jue, are you a pig? How can you sleep so soundly?" Rong Qingqing said as she banged on the door.

"Shen Jue! Shen Jue! Open up!"

"Shen Jue! Shen Jue! Wake up!"

Inside the room.

Actually, Shen Jue was already awake from the first call of Rong Qingqing. Ever since the incident, his sleep had been poor, and any slight noise would wake him. Sometimes, he couldn’t sleep all night long.

Just hearing that it was Rong Qingqing, Shen Jue didn’t feel like responding.

After listening to several minutes of noise, Shen Jue continued to lie there motionless, eyes open.

Until now.

Until Shen Jue realized that Rong Qingqing wouldn’t leave until she got him out of bed, Shen Jue finally pushed himself up with his arms.

The wheelchair was placed nearby, but it took Shen Jue some time to get himself seated in it.

Since losing his legs, Shen Jue often found himself inconvenienced like this.

Once he settled into the wheelchair, Shen Jue’s face was almost grim as he maneuvered towards the door, then opened it with a cold face.

Rong Qingqing’s raised hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air.

"Hi." Rong Qingqing wasn’t surprised at all by Shen Jue’s sullen, cold face.

Shen Jue’s gaze met Rong Qingqing’s smiling face, stunningly bright, but it failed to improve his mood by even a fraction. When he spoke, his tone was as cold and hard as ever, reminding Rong Qingqing he was out of patience.

"What do you want?"

Two words, with Shen Jue’s cold face, already spelled out his impatience with Rong Qingqing.

"Oh, nothing much." Rong Qingqing retracted her hand and chuckled awkwardly.

Seeing Shen Jue stepping back to close the door, Rong Qingqing quickly stepped forward and used her foot to hold the door open, "I suddenly remembered that I haven’t said goodnight to you, Shen Jue, goodnight."

As she finished speaking, Rong Qingqing clearly saw a flash of shock in Shen Jue’s eyes.

After the shock was an overwhelming anger.

Shen Jue glared at Rong Qingqing, gnashing his teeth, "Are you messing with me?"

Rong Qingqing quickly shook her head like a rattle drum.

It wasn’t her, it was the damn system.

But she couldn’t say that.

Fine, then it was her fault.

No matter how heavy the blame of the system, she had to bear it.

When Shen Jue spoke again, there wasn’t a hint of politeness, "Done talking? Then get out."

Rong Qingqing, with her toe still against the door, just looked down at Shen Jue and blinked.

She was waiting for Shen Jue to respond to her with something.

"Standing there like an idiot? Want me to call security to throw you out of Shen Manor?" Shen Jue glanced at the wall. There was a bell he had installed after the incident, directly connected to security.

He was considering whether to have this woman, Rong Qingqing, thrown out of Shen Manor.