Li Wei woke up in the master bedroom's large bed to find that daylight had already flooded the world outside.
Unlike usual, she did not regain consciousness the instant she opened her eyes. Instead, her mind felt muddled, like a lump of stirred-up paste.
She instinctively reached toward the bedside table, wanting to feel around for her phone, but her hand came up empty.
Only then did her chaotic memories surge into her mind one after another like a rising tide.
Her deal with Yun Xi, Gu Jinzhi's transfer of property, and then... she seemed to have... cried her eyes out in front of Gu Jinzhi?
And in the end, had she even fallen asleep in his arms?
Damn, that was socially fatal!
Li Wei's face instantly flushed crimson, and her shame spread like a sea tide.
She abruptly pulled the quilt over her head and began rolling around on the soft bed, trying to dispel the deadly embarrassment through sheer physical means.
Thud...
Halfway through rolling, her head slammed into a warm, solid obstacle.
Li Wei froze. Carefully lifting a corner of the quilt, she smelled the familiar, cool fragrance of sandalwood.
It was the scent of Gu Jinzhi.
Only then did the sharp senses belonging to a martial artist slowly return to her.
Li Wei abruptly lowered her hand, her almond-shaped eyes widening.
Beside her, Gu Jinzhi was half leaning against the headboard, a tablet in his hand. His face wore a sly smile she had never seen before, and he was simply watching her in silence.
Her first reaction was to lower her head and inspect her clothes.
Fine. She could give up hope now.
She was wearing a silk nightdress with a smooth texture, not yesterday's knitted shirt and pleated skirt.
She felt her bare legs