"..." Rong Zhengfeng's aged face twitched in surprise, "You, you came last night?"
"Yes."
"...Why didn't you ask your brother to open the door when you arrived?" Rong Zhengfeng frowned, speaking while unobtrusively sizing up Rong Sinan from head to toe. His gaze fixed on Rong Sinan's left leg for a few seconds before returning to his face.
"I arrived close to midnight. Mo Chen was likely asleep, and I didn't want to disturb his rest, so I didn't call him." Rong Sinan paused, staring at Rong Zhengfeng, "Besides, I came here to see you. You had already gone to bed by then, so I simply waited in the car until daylight. Didn't I see you when you got up?"
"Are you an idiot? Locking yourself in a car all night in the middle of winter—weren't you cold? What if you caught a cold? Look at what you're wearing! Come on, come inside." Rong Zhengfeng glared at him, appearing fierce but actually worried.
