Xing Ling's complexion was extremely uncomfortable.
She didn't dare to look at Ye Sihan's face because she had slept so soundly last night— who knew what might have happened?
When she woke up, she was still holding Ye Sihan.
Just thinking about it made her feel ashamed!
However, during the meal, she sneaked a glance at Ye Sihan, and he seemed totally unaffected, as if nothing had happened.
Was it because her role as a stand-in was dispensable?
Because the helicopter was at the entrance of Ye Mansion, Xing Ling did not go to send the quadruplets off. The children were very sensible and did not ask their father to take them, seeming quite content with their parents being together.
Standing at the door, Xing Ling kept waving until she could no longer see the car, then lowered her sore arm and glanced at Ye Sihan next to her, "Nothing happened last night, right?"
Ye Sihan turned his face toward her, his dark eyes steadily gazing at her, "Did you have a dream last night?"
