She looked at Yan Rusheng who was sound asleep and at that instant, she couldn't bear to lift her gaze from him.
…
Xuxu woke up the next day and found herself lying on the sofa with Yan Rusheng's blazer draped over her body.
She was worried about Huanhuan's fever last night and kept vigil by her bedside. What happened after that was a blank to her.
Yan Rusheng must have had carried her over to the sofa.
She looked towards the bed and saw that little Huanhuan was still sleeping like a baby and the wooden stool next to the bed was empty.
She wasn't certain if Yan Rusheng had left, so she took out her cell phone and dialed his number.
The line got through and a deep cold voice sounded on the other side. "You're awake."
Xuxu whispered, "Are you in the office?"
She had no idea if he was still raging over the matter yesterday. But from his tone of voice, she could sense that he was either still angry or upset.
