Fan Ruxin had the intent to commit theft, but lacked the courage to carry it out. He hurriedly pushed Mingzhu back into the quilt and fled the scene in a panic.
On the bed, Mingzhu turned over, clutching the quilt and sighing helplessly. "What a blockhead..." But at the thought of what had just transpired, a blush crept across her cheeks. "Perhaps..." She did not finish her sentence, not even entirely sure herself what she was hoping for.
She wasn't actually drunk; she had slept during the day and didn't feel particularly tired now. Since arriving here, she hadn't bothered to look for this so-called "Second Brother." She truly felt no attachment to those beasts. Yet, there were still things she had yet to do. Mingzhu thought for a moment, then rose from the bed.
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