Jiang Siyan's lips curved with an indulgent smile as he embraced Jiang Jiu before he closed his eyes.
When Jiang Jiu opened her eyes the next morning, Jiang Siyan still hadn't woken up.
The sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains, casting on Jiang Siyan's body as if a dagger had forcefully cut a slit into the room.
The man's handsome features were hidden in the shadows, his eyebrows and eyes sharp, his facial lines clean and decisive, cool and indifferent.
Thinking of how the man had still been working until the early hours of the morning, Jiang Jiu couldn't bear to wake him and stealthily slipped out of bed.
Fortunately, Jiang Siyan's house was spacious enough that the sound of Jiang Jiu bustling in the kitchen wouldn't wake him.
