Xia Yu turned her head with hatred in order not to look at him. Tears streamed down on the pillow.

His heart softened. He loosened Xia Yu’s hand and rolled over. Then he held her in his arms and helped her wipe her tears. "You are a silly girl. If you did nothing with him, why were you so afraid when he called you baby? A quiet conscience sleeps in thunder."

Xia Yu glanced at him angrily. "You just try to live a life while someone is bothering you constantly. He ...