The next morning, Ye Xiong woke up and the person beside him was already gone.
Because he came back too late last night, by the time he had finished showering, it was almost twelve o'clock.
Ye Xiong didn't know if Yang Xinyi was not too tired or if she was worried about her father's illness, but she didn't show much interest in Ye Xiong's kisses.
Ye Xiong couldn't have his way, so he could only hold her and sleep through the night.
In the past, holding a beauty in his sleep would have driven Ye Xiong crazy, but now, he had begun to get used to it.
Or rather, he had started to become numb.
Downstairs, Tang Ning was sitting in the living room, while Yang Xinyi was cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
Chen Xiao and Vermilion Bird were nowhere to be seen early in the morning.
"Where are those two?" Ye Xiong asked Tang Ning.
"Knowing you were back, they didn't come home at all last night," Tang Ning said.
