Wei Anning awoke in the middle of the night and rolled over subconsciously; there was usually the warmth of the fireplace, but today it felt ice-cold. She became fully alert instantly, sat up hugging the quilt, and turned her head to see the empty bed.
She ruffled her hair and picked up her cellphone to check the time—it was almost 12 o'clock. Was Leng Youchen still working?
She grabbed a coat to throw on and slipping into her slippers, she went out. Just as she opened the door, she was startled by Li Dong standing outside. Taking a step back, she clutched her chest, "My goodness, Li Dong, what are you doing standing out here? You scared the life out of me."
Li Dong couldn't help but suppress a chuckle, his smile carrying a naïve and silly charm, "Third Young Lady, the Third Young Master instructed me to wait here for you to wake up."
Wei Anning, with her heart still thumping wildly, really felt scared to death. She swallowed and asked, "Where is he?"
