Zhou Fan suddenly wondered, 'Where did Chu Yifeng go?'
'He was on the surveillance footage they investigated, so why didn't they see any sign of him during the entire chase, right up to the point they rescued Chu Qianqian?'
'Did he just vanish into thin air?'
'And what was his motive for doing all this?'
"Honey, time to get up and eat breakfast!"
The next morning, Zhou Fan, who had already made breakfast, gently pinched Chu Yan's cheek.
"Mmm, honey, you're up so early!" Chu Yan stretched lazily, wrapped her arms around Zhou Fan's neck, and gave him her first kiss of the day—before she'd even had a chance to brush her teeth.
"You little flirt, hurry up and get washed!" Zhou Fan scooped Chu Yan up, carried her to the bathroom, set her down in front of the sink, and patted her on the butt.
"Hmph, you're the flirt!" Chu Yan shook her fist playfully. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but reveal a blissful smile.
