A night had passed.
Shen Wanxing had awoken early, had He Xizhou not noticed yet?
She looked outside at the faint morning light, and she hadn't been kicked out of bed yet.
After a moment's thought, she gently lifted the quilt and returned the way she came, pretending nothing had happened.
The man behind her opened his eyes, watching her leave.
That day, the He family was bustling early on.
The He family had hired the most famous makeup artist and styling studio in Ning City, as this was He Manzi's first banquet since returning to the country, and she wanted to dazzle everyone. She had them dress her up early, and only after she was finished could others have their turn.
"This set isn't good."
"Bring out my pink diamond set."
"This hairstyle is too old-fashioned."
She was the most critical.
