Ruan Yan collapsed onto the sofa, leaned back against a pillow, draped a blanket over herself, and quickly fell asleep.
She hadn't slept much in three days. Last night, she burned the midnight oil to finish organizing the report. Plus, Ruan Yan's sofa was incredibly comfortable, so Mo Shangjun slept deeply.
Mo Shangjun only woke up when she heard the sound of the door being opened. Thanks to her years of training, she regained consciousness, but was still so sleepy she couldn't open her eyes. She mumbled, "What time is it?"
"Six-thirty," Ruan Yan promptly replied.
"Hmm?"
Mo Shangjun frowned and turned over to sit up.
She squinted her eyes, opened them slightly, and glanced outside the door at the evening sky. Sure enough, the sunset was filling the sky, and it was getting dark.
Ruan Yan had just finished training. After entering the room, he poured himself a glass of water and asked Mo Shangjun, "Have you been sleeping here all this time?"
"Has Ya Tianxing returned?"
