The butler got up early in the morning and was startled to find Shen Zhiyi sleeping on the living room sofa, "Why did you sleep here?"
Last night's argument didn't even seem like an argument, it was quiet and swift, and didn't disturb anyone else. Shen Zhiyi had packed her things after midnight. It was not an appropriate time to disturb anyone, so she took a short nap on the sofa.
She sat up, holding the blanket, not noticing that this blanket should have been in the bedroom, "What time is it?"
After she spoke, she realized her voice was hoarsely severe, her throat was also sore. The headache from last night not only had not eased, but seemed to be getting worse. She felt uncomfortable all over and didn't want to move.
The butler glanced at the clock, "Six o'clock."
Suddenly noticing the suitcase beside her, she was slightly surprised, "Are you going out of town for a shoot? How many days will this trip be?"
