Chapter 558 Cooking Raw Rice into Cooked Rice (2)_1

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"Sure," Ye Mei nodded.

Gu Zihan stood up, creating a long distance between them.

Ye Mei watched as Gu Zihan, carrying his simple luggage, coldly walked out of the room.

There were no overly sentimental words between them, nor was there any reluctance to part.

A wicked smile formed on her lips.

Gu Zihan, by the time you really come back from Shenyang, perhaps everything will have changed, with all familiarity gone.

She turned around, wrapping herself in the blanket and allowing herself to sink into a relaxed sleep.

The sky gradually brightened.

Summer.

The sunshine in Shanghai was always brilliant, piercing through the floor-to-ceiling windows to illuminate the air-conditioned room's floor.

Qiao Xiguan turned over in bed and stretched before sitting up.

She turned her head, her sleepy eyes blankly staring at the light filtering through the gaps in the curtains and onto the floor...

"Awake?" A magnetic male voice suddenly came from the room.