The moonlight tonight is particularly enchanting.
Inside the villa by the river.
In the yard, a girl in cute denim overalls is seriously placing candles on the ground, smiling and occasionally looking toward the window on the second floor.
Inside the window, at the desk, Xing Chen in a white shirt is rubbing his temples wearily.
He's a bit sleepy, yet unable to fall asleep.
Shao Mangliang was right; he really couldn't sleep anywhere other than home because of some unpleasant experiences from his childhood.
Perhaps it's because he never truly felt safe?
He hadn't told Ran Xiangsi about this, maybe just because he felt it would be embarrassing to say it out loud?
However... Just as he continued to look at the documents for a while, he heard a shout from downstairs.
"President Xing! Come down quickly!"
The voice was sweet, with a unique ethereal quality.
If it wasn't Ran Xiangsi, then who else could it be?
The hand holding the document suddenly stiffened.
