Liu Runxi dropped Yu Ruohuan off at the hotel. Before Yu Ruohuan could even steady herself, the car door slammed shut ruthlessly, speeding off without a moment's hesitation.
Yu Ruohuan inhaled a mouthful of exhaust fumes, yet she wasn't angered. Curling her lips into a faint smile, she turned and stepped into the hotel.
Jing Zhan was so exhausted his arms and legs were practically immobile. He rushed back to his room and collapsed onto the bed.
Yu Ruohuan walked out of the bathroom draped in a bath towel, and the phone on the table began ringing.
She walked over, glanced at the caller ID, and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips as she picked up the call.
"Mom, it's so late. Why haven't you gone to sleep yet?"
"Huanhuan, the winter camp has already ended. Why haven't you returned home?"
A soft and tender woman's voice came through the phone.
"I took a trip to Qingzhou."
"Qingzhou? The jade token?"
