The Mysterious Shirt

The next morning, Si Han let Lin Wanwan out.

She rubbed her sore hands and looked at him pitifully.

Si Han pretended not to see her look and drove her back to Yun Mansion.

Lin Wanwan was tired the whole night and was extremely sleepy. She walked in and saw Lu Zhanbei, who was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee. She was about to pounce over and ask him to comfort her when she recalled that they were still arguing.

Lu Zhanbei gave her a side glance. "Where did you go last night? You seem tired."

"I spent the night writing a reflection piece."

Lu Zhanbei had a look of puzzlement on his face but didn't ask further. "Quickly head upstairs to rest."

"Ok."