Li Wan nodded; she was indeed tired.
For the past two months, she had hardly had a good night's sleep, spending every day in fear.
Fear of Zheng Kun, fear of "addiction," fear of the count.
She definitely needed a good night's sleep.
Li Wan certainly couldn't let Wang Dadong sleep in the living room, so she led him to the guest room, and then returned to her own bedroom.
Just after Wang Dadong finished his shower and lay down, he received a call from Lin Shiyan.
"Wang Dadong, are you dead? I said come home if you want, and you really don't come home, huh!" As soon as the call connected, Lin Shiyan's voice, almost a roar, came through.
Recently, Lin Shiyan seemed to be developing in the direction of Sister Lin, but it was obvious that she was deliberately pretending for Wang Dadong.
Tonight, Wang Dadong didn't return home, which made her quite angry, almost unable to keep up the act.
