Lin Xinlan was already sweating profusely, and when the cool breeze hit her, she shivered from the cold. Rong Shaoze held her a bit tighter, opened the car door to put her in, and then got in from the other side.
Leaning against the car window, Lin Xinlan kept her eyes closed. She did not speak, and neither did the man.
Her silence made his mood somewhat gloomy and, inexplicably, he lost the urge to scold or tease her.
He just sat there with a stern face, his thin lips slightly pursed.
After returning to the villa, Rong Shaoze carefully placed her in bed. Xinlan wrapped herself in the quilt and fell asleep. Today, not only her body was exhausted, but so was her heart.
All she wanted was a good rest, to drive away all the tiredness and grievances in her heart...
Watching her in deep sleep, Rong Shaoze stood by the bed for a long time before leaving.
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Not knowing how long she had slept, Lin Xinlan vaguely heard Rong Shaoze's grim voice, "Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
