Possibly due to the boost from alcohol, both Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan seemed tirelessly engaged.
Not until the sky faintly brightened did Fu Youhan finally let go of Jiang Moxi, rising and leaving.
Jiang Moxi, seemingly accustomed to the warmth of the man just now, couldn't suddenly adapt to his absence.
She groggily opened her eyes to search for Fu Youhan, only to see the man walking away without looking back.
At that moment, she thought, it must be because he doesn't love her, that's why he didn't want to stay and spend the night with her.
But actually, this worked out just fine.
Because she just happened to be afraid of love…
Later on, Jiang Moxi could no longer hold on and fell into a deep, hazy sleep.
By the time she awoke again, it was close to noon, and Fu Youhan had long since left.
However, on the dining table, there was a freshly delivered Chinese-style lunch.
A bowl of rice, two meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, as well as a bowl of chicken soup.
