Qi Fenglian tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, as if there was something on her mind. Zhang Jisheng was annoyed by her constant fidgeting, so he got up and turned on the light, looking at her discontentedly, he asked, "What's the matter with you? Are you feeling restless or what? You're not sleeping in the middle of the night, and I have to go to work tomorrow!"
The renovation work was exhausting enough, and now he couldn't even have a peaceful sleep at home.
Qi Fenglian sat up and said, "Aren't I worried about something?"
"What's there to worry about? In my opinion, you're just too idle." Zhang Jisheng snorted lightly. If he were like her, constantly busy and worn out like an ox, he wouldn't have time for all these trivial concerns.
Qi Fenglian glared at him and said, "What do you know? I have this uneasy feeling, like mom is hiding something from us."
Moreover, this feeling was intense, as if something major was about to happen.
