After a long while, Chu Dazhuang quietly descended the stairs.
Xiao Bing and Xiao Huo sat on the sofa, silently watching Chu Dazhuang come down, their eyes filled with longing and greed.
They too wished to converse deeply with Chu Dazhuang, but since Sister Mi had just had a profound exchange, they felt embarrassed to bring it up.
Chu Dazhuang walked down the stairs and cheerfully glanced at Sun Yulan.
As their eyes met, a hint of confusion appeared in Sun Yulan's eyes.
"Mi Mi didn't come down with you?"
"No."
Chu Dazhuang smiled sheepishly, thought about his wording, and then continued to speak.
"Mi Mi was tired from tidying up, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep; she'll probably sleep for a while."
Upon hearing this, Yang Mi nodded gently, but in her heart, she was as clear as a mirror: Yang Mi must have been unable to withstand Chu Dazhuang's onslaught, collapsing directly into a deep sleep on the bed.
