He looked at the woman beside him, still asleep. In the ample light, he could see her clearly. As she slept soundly, she looked like a sleepy child, as if she had been exhausted for days.
He got up, dressed, tucked the blanket around her, and when he opened the door, Sister Huan was standing by the door. She was initially taken aback when she saw him, then asked, "Young Master, is Miss Qing Qian here?" It was already ten o'clock, yet there was no sign of Xia Qingqian. In the past two days, she would be busy downstairs by six o'clock.
She had been waiting downstairs for quite a while, but Xia Qingqian hadn't come down, making her wonder if her body couldn't endure anymore and thus collapsed?
"She's not awake yet. Is there something you need?" Beitang Yao noticed some clues from Sister Huan's expression and gently asked.
