Do you enjoy being a pawn?

Xu Jingli wasted no time. The moment he saw the contents of the email, his expression darkened, and without hesitation, he grabbed his coat, slipped on his shoes, and strode toward the door. But just as he reached for the handle, he paused, glancing toward the bedroom.

Stepping back softly, he returned to the bedside where Chen Mumu lay, fast asleep. Her face was serene, her breath steady, and for a moment, he hesitated. He didn't want to leave her, but this matter couldn't wait. Leaning down, he brushed a soft kiss against her forehead. "Sleep well, Mumu," he whispered, then turned and left.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Chen Mumu's eyelashes fluttered open. There was something in her eyes—an awareness that hadn't been there before. Her fingers clenched the blanket slightly as she processed what had just happened. But instead of getting up, she closed her eyes again, pretending to remain asleep.