The next morning, Xi Ting entered the guest room and saw that Qin Yan was still sleeping. Being able to sleep so peacefully in a foreign place, he wasn't sure if she had a big heart or she was foolish.
But he knew deep down that she was able to sleep so peacefully because it was him.
When she woke up again, Qin Yan was already much more conscious. She opened her eyes and sat up. She went into the washroom and there was a set of washing products that hadn't been used in there, it must be for her. She took them unceremoniously – whether she wanted to use them was up to her.
She hadn't reached the stage where she would walk around without brushing her teeth and washing her face. She walked out refreshed.
The house was warm as the heater was turned up high. As she walked out, she saw the man sitting in front of the table with his legs crossed. He was looking intently at a pile of notes, at times doing some calculations.
