Before she knew it, it was already 12 o'clock in reality, and Zhao Feiyan had already logged off, now sitting alone in her villa, sipping red wine.
The room was not lit, and she leaned against the window holding her goblet, her beautiful eyes blankly staring at the outside dark scenery.
She maintained this posture for a while. The stationary goblet was slightly shaken, and Zhao Feiyan walked away from it, ending up on the balcony.
It was 12, and Bao'er woke up.
Bao'er found out that this time segment seemed to have become her biological clock, naturally waking up, and it was quite a clear wake-up, not a hazy state.
First, she looked around her bedroom, then stood up and looked a little longer, finally picked up her phone, turned on the phone light, got out of bed and left the now warm quilt.
