Song Ren sat up from the bed after a long night of partying and celebrating. She glanced at the occupied space next to her, where Su Feng was sleeping peacefully, flat on his stomach, his golden locks spilling over his eyes. A pillow propped his head; he rested arms stretched underneath the pillow. Song Ren could see the beauty marks on the skin of his back. She smiled to herself as she rose out of bed to put on clothes.
After she finished changing, she left the room quickly, not trying to wake him. She still had to talk to her father, privately.
Song Ren called the house in advance. Her mother informed her that Song Rui was home playing badminton with a few of his friends from the neighbourhood at the yard behind the pool.
By the time she arrived, Song Rui was sitting on a pool chair, wearing casual clothing and sipping on Baijiu from a cocktail glass.
Song Ren approached him, sitting on the available chair next to him.
"Father," she called out to him.