In the dimly lit room, the phone on the bedside table lit up suddenly, accompanied by the soft ding of an incoming message.
Zimei woke up with a start. She reached out from under the blanket to grab her phone, glanced at it, and instantly her drowsiness faded.
The people she had dispatched had finally sent news of Gu Moqian's whereabouts!
Zimei's face lit up with joy. Without delay, she turned on the light and, not even bothering to put on her shoes, rushed out of the room barefoot.
In the living room, the faint night light filtering in through the window outlined the barely discernible shape of a man sleeping on the sofa.
The closer she got, the softer her footsteps became.
When she stopped in front of the sofa, her chest rising and falling with excitement from her joy-fueled breaths, it still ended up waking the man sleeping there.
Ye Cheng frowned as he sat up. His dark phoenix eyes locked onto her, his voice cold as he asked, "What do you want now?"
