「At Wang Jian's home.」
Both women had stayed up late last night and were severely exhausted, so neither of them woke up early.
Fortunately, Xu Qian had already bought groceries. This meant she didn't need to rush to the market, allowing the usually diligent woman to catch up on sleep in her room.
By the time Xu Qian returned to her room, she could barely keep her eyes open. In that moment, she felt that if she didn't leave soon, she might just fall asleep right where she stood. If Cai Qiong found her walking out of Wang Jian's room the next day, she would never be able to explain herself.
Once she reached her room, her fear was proven correct—the moment her head hit the pillow, she was dead to the world.
