Early the next morning.
When Qiao Jing opened her bleary eyes, she glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
7:20? she blinked, quickly rousing herself. Normally, her biological clock woke her at six o'clock; today, it was delayed by more than an hour.
It must be due to the pregnancy that she was experiencing increased sleepiness.
Qiao Jing looked over to the spot where Zhan Qipei had stayed the night before. He was gone, and she had no idea whether he returned to his own room to sleep last night.
She got out of bed, opened the door, and heard noise coming from the kitchen.
Following the sound, Qiao Jing saw Zhan Qipei, dressed in a suit, busy at work.
At that moment, Zhan Qipei had just heated a cup of milk. When he turned and saw Qiao Jing behind him, he placed the milk on the table and instructed, "Your stomach isn't good, don't drink it cold. Is there anything else you need?"
