The next morning, Ning Fan got up early. As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Xu Ruolan already sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast.
Xu Ruolan glanced at Ning Fan without asking about last night's events, and as for what time Ning Fan had returned last night, she actually had no idea.
"You're up quite early," Xu Ruolan said indifferently.
Ning Fan subconsciously looked at the time; it was already not early. Usually, at this time, Xu Ruolan should have gone to the company.
He paused for a moment, then a smile gradually appeared on his face. He said to Xu Ruolan in a suggestive tone, "Could it be that you were waiting for me to get up?"
"Cough cough cough!" Apparently, he had hit the mark, as Xu Ruolan choked on her water, her face immediately blushing, followed by a hostile stare in Ning Fan's direction.
Ning Fan chuckled mischievously and said, "Since you were waiting for your husband me to have breakfast, wouldn't it be better to simply be honest about it?"
