The room was enveloped in a faint aroma of wine, elegant and intoxicating, just like the impression Li Yuntang left on people.
Little Yunduo wasn't wrong. Since returning from Capital City, he seemed to have spent a lot of time dealing with Li Yanze. Under the moonlight, his handsome features revealed a hint of unspoken exhaustion.
Feeling frustrated that she couldn't be of any help, Yan Xiaye rose slightly onto her tiptoes and walked over, hesitating for a minute or two about whether to tell him to go and sleep on the bed.
Li Yuntang, with his broad shoulders and long legs, would surely wake up with aches and pains after spending the night curled up on the sofa.
Yet if she woke him up, how was she supposed to explain her unexpected late-night visit?
