After Chen Jiashu returned to his room, he started to feel sleepy.
He lay on the bed and soon drifted off into a groggy sleep.
After Han Ziqing finished dealing with company matters, he returned home.
The moment he pushed open the door, he saw the person sleeping on the bed.
Only a sheer curtain had been drawn in the room, and it was already completely dark outside.
The person on the bed was sleeping soundly and showed no reaction whatsoever to his arrival.
Han Ziqing quietly walked over to the bedside. As he looked at the sleeping person, his eyes unconsciously softened.
Chen Jiashu slept poorly, perhaps because he had only just experienced nearly being hit by a car.
He even dreamed that someone was driving a car into him.
It frightened him awake.
The moment he opened his eyes, he met Han Ziqing's gaze.
His mind instantly cleared, and Chen Jiashu sat up in bed. "President Han, when did you get back?"
"Just now. What did you dream about? You looked like you woke up frightened," Han Ziqing asked.
Just now, he had seen Chen Jiashu suddenly tremble before waking up.
Chen Jiashu answered honestly, "I dreamed someone drove a car into me, so I woke up."
"It's all right. It's over now. Aunt Zhao has already made dinner. Go downstairs and eat something before going back to sleep," Han Ziqing said softly.
Chen Jiashu nodded, went to the bathroom to wash up, then went downstairs with Han Ziqing for dinner.
Because he had slept for a while that afternoon, Chen Jiashu was especially energetic after dinner.
He took a walk around the villa.
When he returned, he saw that Han Ziqing had already finished showering.
"You slept for so long this afternoon. Are you still energetic now?"