"I can't believe you get angry over this. Fine, I'll go. I'll head home with you, alright? It would be a waste for their little stage play if there's no audience." Huo Yunting loosened his grip, "Well, good night. We'll see tomorrow."

Good night for him. Insomnia for her.

Lu Zhaoyang was worried about her mother's health who was already 45 years old. Pregnancy would be draining for her and devastating for her child. On the other hand, she was also thinking about ways to put up an act with Huo Yunting as innocent brother and sister too. When she thought she could spend her life next year in serenity, two colossal dilemmas struck her.

Despite her slight insomnia, she woke up very early in the morning the next day. Huo Yunting was being cooperative by booking the earliest flight to the capital over a few taps on his phone right after the lights were turned on.

When they got off the cab, they could hear Huo Zhenning's chuckle outside. It was unexpected to hear such bubbly laugh from a