Dan Hanjie's body jolted, and he sharply lowered his head to look at her, to assure himself it wasn't his imagination. A smile emerged in his eyes, and he swiftly kissed her brows and eyes.
"Cat, I love you."
...
He hadn't had a good night's sleep since she left.
Dan Hanjie slept very deeply this time.
Once the effects of the alcohol had worn off, he slowly opened his eyes and, seeing the empty space beside him, squinted mischievously.
Turning over and sitting up, he glanced around.
The spacious bedroom was left with only the cold air, as if the passion from before had never happened.
Eerily quiet.
Dan Hanjie's face darkened in an instant, as if sensing the approaching storm, ready to destroy everything in front of him.
"Knock knock—"
A respectful knocking sound came.
The next second, Yao pushed the door and entered, approaching Dan Hanjie, "Mr. Jie, the young mistress has already returned to the Ye Family."
"You don't need to tell me, I already knew."
