The night sky hung low, while the hotel remained brightly lit inside.
Ning Fan took a deep breath at the entrance of the hotel room, rubbed his cheeks, and dispelled the tension he felt from the assassination attempt and chasing the assailant. He walked into the room with a smile.
"You're back!"
As soon as Ning Fan entered, Xu Ruolan's surprised voice echoed from the living room.
Once inside, Ning Fan saw Xu Ruolan lying dressed on the sofa, her eyes still slightly struggling to stay open.
Despite this, she quickly got up, walked over to Ning Fan, crouched down, tenderly untied his shoelaces, and handed him his slippers.
"You don't need to do that."
Ning Fan helped Xu Ruolan up and said warmly.
"Can't you appreciate me waiting on you? Next time, do it yourself!"
Xu Ruolan rolled her eyes at Ning Fan after he put on his slippers.
