song qing took the clothes to the master bedroom after she was done.
the room was dimly lit. she placed the suit shirt on the chaise longue and walked over to pull open the heavy curtains.
the golden sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
song qincheng walked back to the bed. perhaps blinded by the sudden brightness, yu tingchuan raised an arm to cover his eyes. the man's jaw had turned blue, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, but his adam's apple was moving up and down.
knowing that he should be awake by now, song qincheng squatted down by the bed and placed her crossed hands on her knees. " " big boss, hengyuan's stock has hit its limit down! "
her voice wasn't loud, but it was a little playful.
yu tingchuan opened his eyes and removed his arm. he turned around and saw the girl's smiling face.
his furrowed brows relaxed a little as he asked, " "what time is it?"
