When Wen Nuan woke up, there was nothing in sight. She was lying on the big bed, frowned, and sat up, looking around at everything. It was very quiet and clean, making her drowsily think that what had just happened was just a dream.
Clearly, someone had come in wanting to **** her, she distinctly remembered Leng Yan opening the door...
At this moment, the surroundings were as empty as a wilderness, and she even began to suspect if what happened was just her imagination.
"Leng Yan..." she called softly, nervously scanning the surroundings, finding nothing amidst an atmosphere that was quiet yet terrifying.
Could it really have been a dream? She lightly patted her face with both hands, feeling a bit confused, her head still somewhat dizzy. She rubbed her temples, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.
She walked to the door, took a look, and then came back. Standing at the doorway, she frowned as she looked inside the room, trying to recall something.
