Ji Nuan was so dizzy that she couldn't get away from the sofa though she had tried to stand up several times.
She gave up after struggling for a while. She rubbed between her eyebrows and took her cell phone to check the time.
In her dizziness, she tried to figure out whether Mo Jingshen had heard what she said on the phone. She had lowered her voice, and he was in a meeting. Maybe he didn't hear her clearly.
Ji Nuan bit her lip hard, trying to keep herself awake.
She didn't know how long it would take her to lose consciousness. One minute, two minutes, or ten minutes?
Just when Ji Nuan was going to lose consciousness, a loud noise from the door woke her up.
Ji Nuan looked up only to see Mo Jingshen enter. He looked angry, and when he spotted Ji Nuan lying on the sofa, he coldly glanced around the room and then rested his stare on the teacup on the tea table.
