When she woke up again, she was alone on the sofa.
Zhuo Jian got up and, seeing the servants already cleaning, rubbed her hair and greeted them when they looked over, "Morning!"
"Good morning, young madam. The young master just went upstairs."
"Ah? Oh!"
Zhuo Jian remembered how she had slept in his embrace last night, nodded, and managed to stay calm.
But the maid said, "The young master mentioned that you didn't bathe last night. You should take a shower after getting up."
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at the servant, dumbstruck. After a long pause, she finally reacted, blushing all of a sudden.
But she did need a wash before appearing on camera at noon.
Thinking this, Zhuo Jian glanced at the blanket in her embrace, folded it, and carried it upstairs.
She gently pushed open the door to the bathroom, listening to the sound of running water within. She slowly raised her eyes, and then...
