That night, after Xu Wang fell asleep, Pei Yanchuan went alone to the walk-in closet to pack their suitcases. He also laid out clothes for Xu Wang to wear when they left the day after tomorrow.
On the day Pei Yanchuan left on his "business trip," he also took Glutinous Rice to the Old Residence. Glutinous Rice would fly to Country S that evening on a private jet with Elder Pei and the old butler.
The day filming began soon arrived.
Early that morning, not long after dawn, warm golden sunlight filtered through the curtains over the floor-to-ceiling windows into the room.
A small mound rose from the large bed in the room. Xu Wang lay there with half his face buried in the covers, his breathing steady.
Just as silence filled the room, a phone suddenly began buzzing on the bedside table.
Xu Wang heard the vibrating phone from bed too. He opened his eyes groggily, frowned, and pulled the covers over his head, trying to block out the sound.
But the phone kept ringing, so Xu Wang had no choice but to reach for it. A fair arm emerged from the soft covers, and his hand fumbled back and forth over the bedside tabletop.
After finding his phone, Xu Wang answered and held it to his ear, his bleary eyes closing again.
"Hello?"
"Xu Wang." Pei Yanchuan's gentle voice came from the other end.
"Pei Yanchuan." Xu Wang's voice was still thick with sleep.
"Xu Wang, time to get up. The Production Team's staff will be there soon. I made breakfast yesterday morning and put it in the fridge. Just heat it up and you can eat. Remember, you have to eat breakfast. You can't board the plane on an empty stomach." Pei Yanchuan was standing on a