The morning sun filled the bedroom.
Gu Xinzhou woke up to find that Song Zhen had already left.
He had considerately left a note on her bedside table, "I'm off to the company, I'll be home for dinner tonight."
Besides that, there was also a check for five million.
Gu Xinzhou looked at his carefree handwriting, recalling how he patted the empty space beside him last night and said, "Sleep here."
His voice carried a bewitching power.
Indeed, she lay beside him, the two of them sharing the large quilt, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand as they slept.
Even though they did nothing at all.
It felt incredibly warm.
After freshening up, Gu Xinzhou left her room and then heard a child's voice, pure and innocent, rising in the air—
"The little duck looked down, and wow, its ugly duckling appearance had changed, it had become a beautiful swan!"
Gu Xinzhou followed the voice to find McDull.