The sun still hasn't fully appeared. Sifeng had already woken up. Sifeng found Yushen sleeping next to him. Yushen's face looked so exhausted. Zhang Yushen had to accompany the guests until late at night.
Sifeng really understands, his brother must be very tired last night to fall asleep in this room. So, Sifeng won't wake his brother.
Sifeng was now starting to get up and squirm. Sifeng was still blinking, yawning occasionally. Sifeng's eyes saw the figure of a man about half a century old, sitting on a chair, not far from Sifeng's bed.
Sifeng rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the existence of the figure. His mind drifted, this was very unlikely. Sifeng felt that maybe at this moment he was still dreaming. Couldn't the figure in front of him be the head of the Zhang family? Sifeng said to himself.
