With the wind and rain at rest, it was already evening.
The soft and beautiful rays of the setting sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a glow over Ye Xuan and Su Yumo, almost as if they were enveloped in a divine light, adding a touch of artistic mood.
Ye Xuan lay on the sofa, leisurely smoking a cigarette.
Exhausted, Su Yumo lay in Ye Xuan's arms, breathing weakly like a lazy kitten.
Su Yumo gently bit Ye Xuan, her face filled with playful resentment as she reproached, "You scoundrel, it's all your fault. Now I have to work overtime at the company again today!"
"Who told you to lounge on the sofa playing with your phone before finishing your work?" Ye Xuan responded without a care.
"You didn't tell me you were back!" Su Yumo said, feeling upset. "If I had known you were back, I would have made time for you!"
