Chapter 103
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—
Wave after wave rolled in, their steady rhythm softly brushing against his ears.
A breeze carrying the damp tang of seawater lifted the gauzy curtains. Patches of swaying light fell onto one corner of the bed, illuminating a hand extended from beneath the blankets.
Long and slender, with distinct knuckles, its glossy nails looked like thin pieces of gemstone beneath the light.
His fingers curled loosely inward. Ye Nanxun narrowed his eyes and stared blankly for a while.
Though awake, he did not move, simply hugging the soft, warm quilt lazily.
Listening to the waves, he stretched one foot out from the covers to bask in the sunlight. Only when an enticing aroma reached him did the hunger in his stomach urge him out of bed.
After coming out of the bathroom, Ye Nanxun took off his early-spring sweater and linen trousers, changing into casual shorts and a short-sleeved shirt with local flair.
Ye Nanxun yawned and rubbed his eyes.
Outside the room was a small balcony. He stood there with both hands on the railing, leaning his upper body slightly forward.
There were already two people in the courtyard.
Song Ren stood near the courtyard gate, talking on the phone. All Ye Nanxun could see was his tall, handsome back.
Yan Beiyou sat at the small table where they ate in the courtyard, with a computer projection glowing faintly blue before him.
He was dressed casually, and his posture was relaxed as well. His gaze rested quietly on the screen, his lips unmoving, as if he were merely watching something.
Ye Nanxun assumed Yan Beiyou was watching the news or handling work, so he called down crisply from upstairs, "Brother Yan."
The morning's routine meeting.
The ruler, dressed in casual clothes, sat in an ordinary little