Jin Qingyan was jolted awake from his sleep by the sudden ringing of his phone.
After taking a look at the caller display, he answered the call.
"Xianxian, what's the matter?"
"…"
"I'm already in bed. Let's talk tomorrow."
"…"
Realizing that she sounded rather urgent and eager, Jin Qingyan decided to put on his pajamas and make his way downstairs.
Upon arriving at the door, he was suddenly reminded of the promise he made to his wife.
He was stuck in a dilemma.
Nonetheless, he proceeded to the courtyard in the end.
Jin Qingyan caught sight of Bu Xianxian, who was not too far away. He then walked towards her with his head hung low in order to avoid looking at her.
"Nick, I heard your wife is away on a business trip."
He nodded.
"Why are you asleep so early?"
He nodded again.
"Why aren't you talking?"
