By the time Gong Jie and Mu Yazhe returned to their room, Hua Jin was fast asleep on the sofa.

  Gong Jie walked over to him to find him sleeping peacefully. For some reason, he stood by the sofa in a daze for a long time. When he realized that he had been staring at the sleeping figure, he frowned, creasing his brow sullenly. He didn’t know if it was anger or something else, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the actor mercilessly.

  The kick landed squarely on someone’s butt. That someone jolted in alarm and sat up on the sofa in shock. He shouted, “Ahhh! Fire!”


  “…” Gong Jie’s expression darkened.

  Fire? What sort of fake military intelligence was he reporting?

  Very quickly, the man snapped out of that scene in his dream and realized he’d been dreaming. He looked up and saw Gong Jie’s irritated expression. He wasn’t sure how he’d woken up, but he’d felt a vague cramp-like pain on his butt.

  “What’s going on?” Murmuring, he massaged his bottom gently, then glanced towards Gong Jie and immediately sat upright.

  “You… you’re back!” Somehow, at first glance, he actually looked like a wife waiting obediently for her husband to return. That knowledge irritated Gong Jie even more.

  He snorted. “Fire?”


  “…”


  “Where’s the fire?”


  “Uh…” The actor licked his lips and laughed. “A dream. I must have been dreaming…”


  In fact, the moment he woke up, he couldn’t remember what he was dreaming about. He only felt that he seemed to have jumped off a very high rooftop. In fact, he fell off because someone had kicked him. Behind him, the fire in the building was spreading.

  He woke up shouting in fright. It turned out to be a dream. The actor had no idea that Gong Jie had kicked him awake.

  Gong Jie shot him a dirty look, and said in an extremely dangerous tone,

  “Did you snitch on me to my sister?”


  Ah?! The actor felt a sudden pang of guilt and immediately said, “No… no I didn’t!”


  Gong Jie looked skeptical. “Then why did she chide me today about letting you sleep on the couch?” Yun Shishi had accused him of not being gentlemanly enough, to have let a girl sleep on the sofa. It was too much.

  “I … I didn’t say anything.” The actor’s voice trailed off as he spoke, obviously guilty.

  Gong Jie retorted coldly, “If you didn’t say that, then who did?”


  At once, the two men turned their heads to look at Mu Yazhe.

  The man casually poured a glass of milk, aware of two different pairs of eyes on him. Without bothering to acknowledge them, he shuffled back to his room like an old cadre.

  Hua Jin recoiled for a moment, then said, “Well… it doesn’t matter. I don’t think you’re ungentlemanly!”


  “People behave like you when they feel guilty.”


  He smiled deeply as he spoke. “No matter. You can have the bed today.”


  “… ????”


  The actor looked puzzled.

  “Eh?”


  Just when did the Great Demon King Gong Jie become so reasonable!? It felt abnormal that he should be so kind. He wasn’t exactly a meticulous person.

  Hua Jin asked, “Where would you sleep if I slept on the bed?”


  “I’ll sleep next to you.”


  “…” The actor was glad he hadn’t drunk the water, or he would have choked on it.

  “Don’t bother!” He immediately refused. “I… I’d be better off sleeping on the sofa!”