Song Fengwan didn't sleep well last night.
She dreamed of Fu Chen.
In her dream, when she said that she wanted to have sex with the third master of the Fu family, he suddenly appeared, scaring her out of her wits. She broke out into a cold sweat, and she felt dizzy. She only woke up at dawn and then memorized some vocabulary.
When Song Fengwan packed her bag and went downstairs, Song Jingren was already sitting at the dining table and reading the morning newspaper. She was slightly surprised. She was a student in her senior year of high school and had to attend morning classes at 7 a.m., so she woke up very early and usually wouldn't see Song Jingren.
"Morning, Dad."
"Morning." Song Jingren put the newspaper aside. Ever since Jiang Fengya's incident, although there had been no major conflict between the father and daughter, this lukewarm situation was even more torturous.
