Several hours later.
Ye Wudao stood in front of the window, lighting up a cigarette out of habit.
Upon opening her eyes, Ouyang Na saw the man's robust silhouette and, remembering the events that had just transpired, her pretty face blushed.
'Awake? How do you feel?'
'Mr. Ye is amazing,' Ouyang Na bit her lip, her tone shy.
Ye Wudao exhaled a ring of smoke and smiled with narrowed eyes.
'I know, but I'm not only asking about that.'
Not only about that?
A trace of confusion flickered in Ouyang Na's eyes, but she quickly understood.
'I, I've actually broken through to the mid-stage of Hua Jing?!'
Ye Wudao's lips curved slightly.
Just then, the ringtone of a mobile phone sounded.
Glancing at the caller ID, Ye Wudao stiffened and immediately stubbed out the cigarette and pressed the answer key.
'Ye Wudao, it's almost twelve o'clock, where have you been fooling around? Xiong Fei wouldn't tell me either!'
Su Yueli's cool and gentle voice came through the phone.
