Han Qianqian frowned. What was this about? "Using retreat as a way to advance"? And what was she supposed to prepare? Tea to help with the hangover or a sobering soup? Seriously, weren't there servants for this kind of thing? What was she meant to prepare?
With this thought, Han Qianqian suddenly felt a heavy weight on her heart.
It turned out Wen Zhaozhao cared so much about Shi Annuo, took such detailed and considerate care of Annuo, while she ... it seemed she had never truly done anything for Annuo.
Han Qianqian sat down beside the bed, turned her gaze towards Shi Annuo, and then raised her hands to cover her face, feeling so frustrated.
The next day, Shi Annuo woke up just after seven o'clock, as usual.
His headache from the hangover hit him in full force upon waking, and coupled with the fact that he hadn't been sleeping well lately, Shi Annuo felt the pain was particularly intense.
