Mark Reed noticed Valentine Teller seemed downcast and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"I just ran into Yva Jack," Valentine Teller said, somewhat dejectedly. "Yva Jack and I can't be friends."
"Yeah, you'd better keep your distance from her, avoid her when you see her," Mark Reed said, looking Valentine Teller up and down. "She didn't do anything to you, did she?"
"No." Valentine Teller shook her head dispiritedly. "What can she really do to me?"
Except for feeling hatred in her heart, it's impossible to actually crash into her!
Mark Reed took the bag from Valentine's hand and entwined his fingers with hers, jokingly saying, "Can I sleep in the master bedroom tonight?"
Ever since Mark Reed was injured, Valentine Teller had been unwilling to share the bed with him, and they slept in separate rooms to maintain some distance, to prevent him from losing control.
"Sure, you go to the master bedroom; I'll sleep in the guest room."
