Finally, moving into the new house had left Song Weiyi utterly exhausted.
Compared to the previous small apartment, the new home wasn't just a little more upscale.
It boasted a vast space of two hundred square meters, three bedrooms, a study, and a living room.
The decor was simple and elegant, yet everywhere exuded a sense of comfort.
But the color scheme was on the cooler side, lacking the feeling of human warmth.
After sleeping the entire afternoon, when Song Weiyi woke up, she still wasn't used to the suddenly larger room, and sat on the bed in a daze for half an hour.
The sound of the door opening with a "clang" caught Song Weiyi's attention.
She looked over and saw Pei Yibai walking in from outside; as their eyes met, Song Weiyi braced herself and went to greet him.
"You're awake?" Pei Yibai asked indifferently.
Song Weiyi pouted and nodded, "Husband, are you still busy with work? Do you want to rest for a while?"
