429 (first watch of the night)

Chu Jin, with slightly red ears, pushed someone away and cleared her throat, "Okay, Aunt Zhang, I'll be right there."

Mo Zhixuan elegantly rose from the sofa, leisurely fastening the second button on his shirt—his face devoid of any signs of loss of control, still looking utterly serious.

His lips still so cool.

His eyes still so deep.

As if all that had just happened was only an illusion.

The two of them got up from the sofa, one after the other.

After dinner, Chu Jin thought the man would leave, but to her surprise, he actually sat back on the sofa leisurely reading the newspaper as if he was in his own home.

Not bothering about him, she went straight upstairs to take a shower.

After the shower, Chu Jin turned on the computer, logged into the author's backend, and marked "Blooms like Brocade" as complete.

Then she chatted with her editor for a while.