Chapter 539 - Chapter 539: Goodnight (1/2)
Chapter 539: Goodnight
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Lu Zhen’s scalp went numb and her heart raced. Why was his request getting more and more overboard! She wanted to refuse, but she thought that if she didn’t satisfy him, he wouldn’t continue to argue with her like this, right? A drunk person was definitely unreasonable. It was already late. If the two of them continued to pester each other, they would not be able to sleep tonight.
Lu Zhen sighed in her heart. After hesitating for a few seconds, she clicked the recording button and sent a short voice message.
Song Jia was just saying it casually. He didn’t expect Lu Zhen to really send him a voice message. If he remembered correctly, this was the first time she had sent him a voice message when they were chatting on the phone.
Song Jia acutely felt that Lu Zhen seemed to be quite tolerant of him. It seemed that he had been too careful in the past. He was always afraid of making Lu Zhen unhappy, so his words and actions were too restrictive. From the looks of it, as long as it was some small request that was not too much, the gentle Lu Zhen would not reject it. Of course, it was also possible that she couldn’t be bothered to argue with a drunk person.
For the first time, Song Jia felt that getting drunk was not a bad thing.
Song Jia clicked on the voice message and heard Lu Zhen say “goodnight” in a tense tone. Although it sounded very stiff, Song Jia couldn’t help but smile.
This was a good start.
Lu Zhen woke up the next day and turned on her cell phone. When she saw her chat with Song Jia, she felt ashamed. She shouldn’t have bothered with Song Jia yesterday. At that time, she only wanted Song Jia to sleep quickly and stop talking nonsense. She just didn’t expect that the chat history wouldn’t disappear. When Song Jia woke up the next day, how would they face what happened last night?
Lu Zhen sighed. She wanted to delete this chat history, but she also knew that even if she deleted the chat history on her phone, Song Jia would still have it.
The awkward things wouldn’t disappear from their minds, and she couldn’t open Song Jia’s mind and erase what happened last night with an eraser.
Lu Zhen threw her phone onto the bed and decided not to think about this anymore.