Anran let out a cold snort. Perhaps because she understood his personality too well, at this moment, she merely snorted lightly with no extra emotion.
After leaving the guest room, she returned to the bedroom, locking the door as she did. With a man like this in the house, it was hard to sleep peacefully without doing so.
Fortunately, Duan Xingzhou indeed drank a bit too much today. Even though he was troublesome when half-drunk before, he fell asleep immediately once his head hit the pillow and slept through the night soundly.
In contrast to Duan Xingzhou, Anran didn't sleep very well. His image kept revolving in her mind, along with thinking about the things he said and did, pondering about the past and the present, again and again, preventing her from truly falling asleep.
