Cloud hair, flowers, gold steps shake, hibiscus tent warm spring night.
Spring nights are short and the sun rises high. From then on, kings didn't go to court early.
An absurd night passed. Ye Feng and Chen Xuan only fell asleep hugging each other in the wee hours of the morning.
She slept until it was almost noon when she was woken up by the urgent ringing of the phone.
Chen Xuan's fair and jade-like arm stretched out from under the blanket. She took her phone from the bedside table and looked at it. It was Zhang Youting.
After she came back last night, she had already told the company about the matters of Bamboo Island Village. Zhang Youting would send someone to help the old secretary with the house, so she gave herself a rare holiday.
Logically speaking, with Zhang Youting's ability, she should be able to deal with this matter. Why was she calling now?