When Lin Xiangwan got home, she thought that Qin Muchuan might have returned. She even had the fantasy that if he didn't see her coming back, he might get angry and start berating her.
But after arriving home, she was disappointed once again; he had not returned.
Why did she always indulge in unrealistic fantasies?
Lin Xiangwan locked the door of her room, put down her handbag, and then started to take a bath.
She did not know if Qin Muchuan had returned home and she forced herself not to care. She dried her hair, got into bed, turned off the light, and put on her sleep mask to drift into sleep.
That handsome guy she met was really good-looking, with an impressive aura. He must be a successful person, right?
Well, mingling with a man like him might not be a bad thing.
Had she rejected him too quickly? Spending more time with such a man could add some color to her life, right?
But being pursued by someone felt really good, she liked it!
