The next day.
Yan Xiaye spent the entire night awake. At the crack of dawn, she quietly returned to the bedroom, greeted Li Yuntang good morning as if nothing had happened.
"Good morning, Xiaye."
Lazily sitting up from the bed, the man raised his hand to check the temperature on her forehead and nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that the ginger soup has had its effect."
"Yes." Yan Xiaye forced a smile and surreptitiously shifted her gaze to the rolled-up corner of the blanket, afraid that Li Yuntang would notice the tiredness she tried hard to conceal, "Will you visit the Xu Family today?"
"Not visiting, but I have to deal with some issues related to the Xu Family." Li Yuntang smiled slightly, his handsome and affectionate gaze teasing her half-seriously, half-jokingly, "Can't stand the thought of me leaving?"
"No, you already lost a day's time because of me yesterday."
