Ever since seeing Long Chenxi's tryst with Ye Manwen, Shen Bingqing's emotions had been in disarray, and she couldn't calm down at all.
She hastily ate dinner and then sat quietly alone on the sofa.
The hall lights were off, and she was engulfed in darkness, as if this darkness were a sea of her suffering, which she endured with open eyes.
Steady footsteps slowly approached from the outside, and soon the hall lights turned on, the sudden brightness almost blinding her.
Turning her head, a pair of hands had already lifted her up, "Darling, why did you fall asleep on the sofa?"
Shen Bingqing opened her eyes to see Long Chenxi's familiar handsome face, genuine anxiety in his eyes, his gaze searching for reassurance.
She suddenly woke up, the scene from earlier leaping back into her mind and enlarging.
"You're back! So late..."
