The night was deep and quiet.
In Ning Mansion, the light in Ning Mengyao's room was still on.
At this moment, she was wearing pajamas and hugging a quilt.
Leaning against the headboard, she was lost in thought.
And by her side, Yang Linglong, with her hair cascading over her shoulders, was also staring at the wall across from them.
Without a word.
Both women were heavily burdened with their thoughts, each preoccupied with troubles weighing on their minds.
Unable to find peace for a long time.
"Linglong, I have a secret to tell you."
After mulling it over for a long time, Ning Mengyao still broke the silence.
If there was one person in the world she could fully trust,
it had to be Yang Linglong.
"I have something to tell you too."
Yang Linglong let out a sigh.
Lin Fan's recent actions had left her feeling lost.
There had been so many opportunities to take the most important step.
Yet, she still hadn't given herself to him.
