Back at home, Douya clung to Yan Yinuo, insisting on sleeping with her tonight no matter what.
Yan Yinuo didn't mind, but she was worried that someone who was working late today might not be happy to see an extra person on her bed when he came back home.
However, compared to Douya, she still favored her son, so she put Xu Zijin out of her mind.
At ten o'clock, Xu Zijin returned home. The house was quiet, with no sound from either the servants or the rowdy old George.
He wasn't surprised and, carrying his briefcase, walked directly to Yan Yinuo's room.
Since he would be staying here for an extended period, many of Xu Zijin's personal items, including clothes and shoes, had been moved down gradually.
This way, he wouldn't have to run up and down every day to get these things.
Today was pretty much the same as the previous days; as soon as he entered, he saw Yan Yinuo lying on the bed, with only her head facing him.
