Quiet room.
Xie Ruotong soon fell asleep.
Having hardly slept last night, she quickly succumbed to drowsiness as soon as she lay down on the bed.
On the contrary, Song Yanqing, after enduring a night of torment, somehow found himself unable to sleep.
He could feel the subtle breathing of the person behind him.
His heartbeat was inexplicably and somewhat rapid.
He must admit, his opinion of Xie Ruotong had changed a bit.
He had always thought that Xie Ruotong married him just to seize everything, but now he felt that he might have misunderstood her.
Could she also be forced into this plight against her will?
Song Yanqing just lay on the bed, lost in thought.
The room was silent and still.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
There was a slight disturbance.
At the door, he heard people talking, "The young master and the miss are still sleeping, it's too early to disturb them, it might not be good."
