That is Su Xiaomeng and Ren Yixuan.
Childhood sweethearts... huh?
Closing the drawer, Yin Shixiu glanced at the still sleeping Su Xiaomeng, then got up to find a slightly more sophisticated book from Yin Meng's desk to read.
The muted phone kept lighting up, so Yin Shixiu simply turned it off.
By around three in the afternoon, Su Xiaomeng finally showed signs of waking up, covered in a cold sweat, her face very pale.
She opened her eyes, still a bit dazed...
"Awake?"
"Mm." She instinctively responded, then felt her throat dry and tight, murmuring, "I want some water..."
Her voice even carried a hint of a soft, coquettish tone.
Yin Shixiu got up to fetch a cup of water, and as his tall figure rose, Su Xiaomeng felt as if an ancient tree shot up from the ground in the corner of her eye, startling her awake.
"Uncle?!"
She was too shocked to speak, tightly closing her eyes and reopening them, praying it was an illusion, but Yin Shixiu was already handing her the water.
