After returning from the old estate, it was already late. The two individuals returned to their respective bedrooms.
Shu Pan couldn't fall asleep for a long time, staring blankly at the ceiling. Everything in this room was meticulously arranged by her. Initially, she had decorated this home with anticipation for a new life and the love in her heart, making it so cozy.
Now, in retrospect, it felt a bit ironic. Eventually, when this home had a new mistress, it would probably undergo significant changes.
Gu Shaoting was unusually quiet tonight. He didn't turn on the light and walked into his bedroom. The light from outside and the moon lazily illuminated the room.
The room was dimly lit, and there was silence all around.
