Afternoon.
Hunger woke Wu Jie up.
He opened his eyes and reached out beside him, found nothing.
The setting sun shone through the window, casting a golden hue.
"Damn, it's already afternoon!"
Wu Jie threw off the blanket to get up, tidying the messy sheets.
He didn't care how the international public opinion changed, nor how the world cursed him.
Life should go on as it always does.
He picked up the clothes Tang Xiao had prepared for him in advance and went to take a comfortable hot shower.
After tidying up the room, he grabbed his phone, which had long been turned off, and passed by the study where he saw Tang Xiao working.
"What are you busy with? Have you eaten?"
Wu Jie approached Tang Xiao and saw that she was looking at the "delisting plan."
