Ling Chen halted his steps, inwardly groaning that this woman was relentless and seemed intent on holding him accountable. Fearing his eyes might offend her once more, Ling Chen responded without turning back, "That... it was really a misunderstanding. It wasn't intentional."
"Just stand here for now," said the woman in an indifferent tone. Immediately after, Ling Chen heard the sound of the bedroom door closing.
In less than a minute, the woman's voice rang out again, "Sit down."
Hearing this, Ling Chen turned around and found the woman already seated behind the curtain. Since she had spoken, Ling Chen dared not disobey; he was at fault, after all. He thought to himself that he should apologize sincerely later; maybe she would forgive him.
With that thought, Ling Chen honestly took a seat outside the curtain.
"What's your name?"
"Ling Chen."
"Ling Chen?" The woman behind the curtain chuckled lightly, as if talking to herself, "So you're Ling Chen."
