Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan did not board their flight home until the afternoon.
Pei Yanchuan put an eye mask on Xu Wang and tucked a blanket around him. Only after making sure he was sound asleep did he turn to the documents beside him and begin working.
Whenever Pei Yanchuan turned a page, he instinctively softened his movements, afraid of waking the person sleeping beside him.
Pei Yanchuan glanced at Xu Wang from time to time. Whenever he noticed the blanket covering Xu Wang's mouth, he promptly adjusted it downward.
Sunlight shone through the window onto his black suit, bathing him in a pale golden glow.
Meanwhile, at the Leng Family home, Zhong Ran returned to find several servants whispering among themselves. They immediately scattered when they saw him.
Zhong Ran took off his mask and hat and looked at Aunt Liu beside him.
"Is Mother not home?" Zhong Ran was asking about Leng Yifan's mother.
"Madam went out for beauty treatments with her friends after lunch today. She probably won't be back until very late," Aunt Liu replied, neither servile nor overbearing.
"What about Yifan? Is he not home today either?"
"The Young Master has been busy at the company lately. He hasn't been home during this time," Aunt Liu replied again.
Zhong Ran frowned and waved her away. Aunt Liu turned expressionlessly and headed toward the kitchen. Over these past few months, she had thoroughly figured out the Leng Family's attitude toward Zhong Ran. Leng Yifan's Father paid him no attention at all, treating him as though he were invisible, while Leng Yifan's mother disliked him. Only the Young Master genuinely liked Zhong Ran, so all she needed to do now was perform her own duties properly. There was no need to go out of her way