Jiang Chen had a dream.
In the dream, he didn't come back last night.
...
As for what happened in the dream, it's not important.
Because he's awake now.
While it's said that a gentleman should always be cautious when alone, one shouldn't be too harsh on oneself. Who can control their dreams?
Not even the sages.
It's another sunny day.
The summer light is just bright.
When Jiang Chen sat up from the bed, he just rubbed his face.
The dream is forgettable, but the reality of last night is not.
Upon waking up, he realized that the type like He Yihui is actually the most dangerous.
Although Shi Qianxi, that aunt, is troublesome, her "risk level" is known.
Let's put it this way.
Shi Qianxi is like an assassin, but an open one. No matter how high her skills, once the assassin's identity is exposed, half of the threat is reduced, because knowing the opponent is an assassin, as long as you're not stupid, you'll definitely be wary and careful everywhere.
But as for He Yihui...
