Yan Xia could only give a bitter smile.
She had planned to have a proper conversation with him, but he had actually avoided her on purpose?
As she thought about this, Yan Xia lay down on the sofa and closed her eyes.
A wave of exhaustion hit her, and she drifted off to sleep.
She didn't know how long she had slept when she woke up shivering from the cold.
It was the middle of deep winter, and especially cold, even though she had turned on the air conditioning the room was still chilly.
Not long after waking up, Yan Xia started to sniffle and sneeze.
While cursing her bad luck, Yan Xia thought about looking for some medicine.
But they had only been living in this house for a few days, and there were no medical supplies stored yet.
Glancing at the darkened sky outside, Yan Xia dismissed the idea of going out to buy medicine and went straight to bed, bundling herself up in the covers.
