It was night, and the apartment was quiet. In the bedroom, Zheng Manxi was still ruminating on what Liu Chuanfeng had said. She felt a wave of shame wash over her, for in that moment, she had actually considered it.
"He is your student, after all."
Zheng Manxi felt as though she had taken a trip home, her thoughts nearly corrupted by her younger sister. She pinched her thigh and found that her clothes were still neatly arranged. Glancing at the nightstand, she saw a Starbucks mug; she recalled that after she had lain down, someone seemed to have given her some sweet water to drink. Now it seemed clear that it must have been that "bad student" who had fed it to her.
Chapter 387