Su Ruan slept all the way until noon the next day.
By the time she got up, Lu Shinian was nowhere to be found, probably out on a mission.
Ever since Lu Shinian repelled the Insect Race, the great threat to interstellar people had been eliminated, but minor worries still lingered.
The internal structure of the Federation is complex, and sometimes one cannot control their own fate despite their position.
However, given Lu Shinian's current standing in the hearts of interstellar people, anyone wanting to move against him would need to weigh if they could withstand the overwhelming public sentiment.
Didn't she see how her failed attempt to escape her marriage was attacked like crazy by netizens?
Now she's afraid to even open her private messages, let alone actively search for topics and discussions about herself—that would definitely be a bloody mess, terrible to behold.
Su Ruan sighed lightly, got up, tidied herself, and then went to report to school.
