Ye Xin sat up. Her head was a little dizzy, but it was different from a hangover. Strangely, the tea made her want to smile all the time.
The silk pajamas she was wearing were the same brands as the ones she wore at home. The difference was the ones at home were bright red, but the ones she wore now were white. She wondered if it was Mu Qing's favorite color.
She got out of bed and studied the bedroom. Every detail spoke of his sincerity. When she entered the walk-in closet, she could not help but smile. The clothes, bags, and shoes were all from her favorite brands.
She wondered how much did a man have to love a woman to understand her so deeply? How much did he have to love her to do the utmost for her? If a man loved her so much, she would willingly die for him.
After changing her clothes, she went downstairs.
