448 Huo Yunting, the Frigid Man?

"Nope," replied Lu Bai without hesitation. 

"Ahhhh!!!!" She screamed in complete hopelessness, pleading that her boss would come to her rescue soon. 

Speaking of her boss, Huo Yunting, Yan Se's only hope, was enjoying the sunlight, the woman and the fruit. 

"Good?" Lu Zhaoyang could not help but ask after feeding her man a handful of cherries. 

You could say "thank you" now! 

"It's okay."

"Great." At least her efforts did not go to waste.

"I'm off to a nap now. Serve yourself," announced Zhaoyang as she left his room with an empty plate. She was utterly worn out by her plantation work in the morning, that she yawned a few times on her way back. 

She imagined a 30-minute nap but it was already dark out there when she woke up. 

She somehow even heard the sound—of rain? 

She went to pull the lights near her bed but someone was there. 

"Huo Yunting?"

The lights of the room were all turned on.