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Feng Wuya woke up to find the sun high in the sky.
As soon as he woke up, he realized that this was not his own bedroom.
In his line of sight, not far from the table, sat a woman.
She was wearing a loose black robe, her face covered with a black veil, along with a hat.
With that outfit, she looked like an old woman in her fifties or sixties.
But upon closer inspection, one would notice her slender waist; even the roomy robe could not hide her graceful figure.
"Star River?" Feng Wuya sat up in bed and knocked his head, "Why am I in your bedroom?"
Long Xinghe looked at him, somewhat surprised.
The words Chu Qianli had said before she left last night were still clear in her mind:
"Tomorrow, see how he reacts when he wakes up. First, if he leaves in shame, it means he really has no feelings for you."
"Second, if he's just confused and not angry, it means he already considers you family."