Lin Yan was woken by the sound of the door opening and smelled a whiff of barbecue cumin scent.
Through her blurry vision, Lu Chenyuan, in his crisp suit, came into view.
Lin Yan looked at the wall clock. It was already past two in the morning, she was so cold that her palms and soles were icy, and she tightened her clothes around her.
"Not going back to the bedroom to sleep, be careful not to catch a cold."
"You've come back really late."
Lu Chenyuan explained, "It's the end of the year, and there are many things that need to be coordinated, so it's going to be busy for a while."
After he spoke, he placed the barbecue bought from a street stall on the coffee table, "I thought you were asleep; since you're not, good, eat and then sleep."
Lin Yan thought Lu Chenyuan bought it for her and asked him, "You hate these street stalls the most, greasy, unhealthy, and unsanitary."
