The next day, five o'clock in the morning.
Due to the time difference, Yin Mo slowly woke up in the master bedroom of North City No.1.
In a foreign land, unlike the British Imperial and South Sea, the moment she opened her eyes, Yin Mo stared at the exquisite ceiling in a slight daze.
Last night... how did she get back?
Yin Mo rubbed her somewhat muddled head, sitting up only to find she was wearing a camisole nightgown.
Who changed her clothes? Her bra was also missing...
Yin Mo's hair was a bit messy as she flipped out of bed and walked out of the master bedroom, her eyes scanning the surroundings. As a gentle breeze passed by, she saw outside the floor-to-ceiling windows opposite the living room, He Chen in a light ink-colored shirt and trousers, making a phone call.
As the East began to brighten, the man stood amid the breaking dawn glow, his tall and upright figure, and broad shoulders were a haven women longed for.
Yin Mo instinctively walked over.
