I'll Come Shortly

Looking at this familiar woman from his phone's camera, Yan Rusheng couldn't help but stare blankly.

So much so that he sincerely thought, 'How wonderful it would be if time could stand still right now!'

He took more than ten shots of her sleeping and then scrolled through all of them. Each picture warmed his heart and delighted his eyes.

Even though she slept sitting down, she looked satisfied with her sleep. Xuxu gave a lazy yawn and slowly opened her eyes.

She almost wanted to raise her hands and stretch herself when she suddenly remembered that she was in the middle of a meeting. Her eyes opened wide.

Staring at the empty conference room, she almost fell off her chair.

"I… I, I fell asleep?" She stared blankly, speaking to herself. "Where is everyone? Where are they?"

She looked beside her—even Yan Rusheng's seat was empty.

Oh no!