Looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant, the office across the street was clearly still brightly lit. I had my secretary call home, and Housekeeper Hao told us she hadn't come back yet.
At Qin Zhiyou's dinners, few people were able to make him drink unless he chose to. As the lights in the office across the way went out, he abruptly ended his dinner and rushed downstairs to meet her.
Huddled in his arms, Lu Weixi curled up like a little cat, rolled into a ball. He knew this was a sign of feeling insecure. Lu Weixi rubbed up against him a bit - she seemed a bit cold - and snuggled closer to Qin Zhiyou. He looked at her for a while, then gently tightened his arms around her. He paused, then leaned in, his chin resting on the top of her head as his legs wrapped around hers.
In her dreams, Lu Weixi felt restrained by him and seemed a bit uncomfortable. Despite her struggles, she fell asleep again out of exhaustion.
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