The knock on the door came abruptly, booming and resonant, kicking Fu Han's heartbeat up several notches. Her train of thought was interrupted, but it was difficult for her to extricate herself from the depths of sorrow.
Bai Wei's voice came from outside, "Fu Han, Dad and Mom sent me to call you. Are we ready to leave?"
Tonight, Fu Xingbo was hosting a dinner for Grandpa He and He Xing. An hour ago, Bai Wei had come to find Fu Han, urging her to get ready and dress up.
But it wasn't until that moment that Fu Han belatedly realized she was still in her pajamas, with a bare, pallid face and slightly swollen eyes. Going out at night with this appearance, no one would believe she wasn't trying to scare people on purpose.
"Could you please wait another ten minutes? I'll be ready in no time."
