Cheng Weiwan stared at the open door for a while, raised her feet, and stepped in.
After Cheng Weiwan stepped the room, she paused for a moment. Xiao Zhang reached out and shut the door.
When the doors closed and locked with a "kacha," Cheng Weiwan's body softly swayed for a moment.
The house was really big so Cheng Weiwan took a few more steps inside before she saw Han Zhifan on the sofa in front of the tall windows.
He was wearing a complete set of white loungewear and was slouched casually on the sofa. His legs were crossed and he looked completely elegant and content.
His eyes were shut and he appeared to be resting.
The room was very quiet and Cheng Weiwan was wearing a pair of high heels, so the loud, crisp sound of her steps could be heard clearly.
The sound of her heels made his eyelids sluggishly flutter open.
