The next day.
Qiao Xi awoke in the master bedroom, still groggy and slow to come around. It took her a moment to realize she was in the countryside, and she felt the emptiness of the bed beside her, long since cold.
She frowned, thinking back to the previous night when, in a half-conscious haze, she felt Huo Xingzhou getting up in the middle of the night.
He didn't have a habit of getting up at night.
Qiao Xi changed her clothes and walked out of the room. A cool breeze blew through the hallway, sweeping away all her drowsiness. Not finding Huo Xingzhou or Old Chen in the house, she freshened up quickly and went in search of them.
As soon as she stepped out of the courtyard, she spotted Old Chen standing beside the Lincoln.
"Old Chen."
Qiao Xi called out to him.
"Young Madam, you're awake."
Qiao Xi approached and asked, "Are you here alone? Where is Xingzhou?"
