Jian Yixue was overjoyed and was just thinking of secretly meeting him when she heard a noise outside the door.

Startled, Jian Yixue immediately turned off her phone and, just in case, threw it into the space. Then she pulled the blanket over herself and hid inside.

Sure enough, a moment later Jian Yixue heard someone push the door open.

Judging from the footsteps, she guessed it must be Jiang Xuanjin, otherwise no one would come in without saying hello.

At the same time, I was very puzzled.

Didn't you say you weren't coming back for dinner?

How long has it been since she finished eating? Why is he back?

Could it be that he knows something?

That shouldn't be the case. She was very careful the whole time she was holding her phone, and afterwards she checked to make sure no one had noticed her.

She checked the room and found no cameras, and she hadn't spoken, so there was no way she could be listening in. What went wrong?

While in bed, Jian Yixue's mind raced, imagining all the possibilities of Jiang Xuanjin's return, but in the end, she still couldn't figure out what went wrong.

At this moment, Jiang Xuanjin had already walked to the bedside. Looking at the sleeping woman on the bed, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

She's still so cute.

She was exactly the same as the woman I had met back then.

Jiang Xuanjin sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, silently keeping her company for a long time.

Even with her eyes closed, Jian Yixue could feel that piercing gaze.

Without even thinking, she knew who it was.

Seeing that he hadn't left for a long time, she cursed inwardly.

Is this person crazy? She's already asleep, yet she's been sitting here watching for ages. Isn't she bored?

But Jiang Xuanjin didn't move, so she could only continue to pretend to be asleep.

Before I knew it, I had actually fallen asleep.

On the other hand, after being hung up, Ye Mohan made several more calls, but this time there was no service area available.

Ye Mohan's expression was terrifyingly gloomy, like the approach of a storm.

Remembering Jian Yixue's words, he forced himself not to act, but...

...

The next day, early morning.

Jian Yixue slowly woke up, and only after her mind cleared did she realize that she had actually fallen asleep yesterday and did not even know when Jiang Xuanjin left.

She couldn't help but pat her forehead a few times.