She searched left and right but couldn't find it, and Nanxi was too lazy to fuss over a piece of sleepwear.
After drying her long hair, she wrapped herself in a towel and lay down on the pillow, carefully reviewing the scenes she was going to shoot the next day before putting the script by the bed and reaching to turn off the bedside lamp.
She accidentally pressed on her left hand, her wound throbbing faintly.
Looking at the bite marks on her hand, she took the Butterfly Knife and placed it under the pillow within reach before she closed her eyes and finally fell asleep.
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The next day, the sky was clear.
Nanxi woke up at nine in the morning, checked the time on her phone, and stayed in bed for another ten minutes before getting up and heading to the bathroom to wash up.
