The next morning, Luo Qiangwei woke up in the sunlight.
After opening her eyes, it took her a few seconds to sit up; the side of the bed was empty, Mo Shiche clearly hadn't come back all night.
There was no expression of surprise or sadness on her face. She got up and went about her morning routine as usual. While brushing her teeth and looking at her messy hair in the mirror, she remembered she had gone to bed late last night after watching a show and decided to take a bath and wash her hair.
Her baths were always long, and it took her more than an hour to finish. As she came out wrapped in a towel, she heard a series of hurried footsteps.
The door was promptly pushed open, and the tall figure of a man walked in.
Mo Shiche seemed to have come in haste; he was slightly out of breath and carried the scent of someone who had hurried here. He was still wearing the suit from the previous night, only without the coat.
