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The next day, strangely bright sunshine poured warmth throughout the room through the large, bright floor-to-ceiling windows.
With the rotation of the sun, blinding light gradually fell on Xia Wan'an's face, awakening the sleeping her.
Upon opening her eyes, Xia Wan'an habitually stretched out her limbs, and then she discovered something hard under her... as if she was sleeping on a slab of stone.
Xia Wan'an slightly knitted her brows, wondering when the beds at the Four Seasons Hotel had become so hard. She tilted her head to look down and froze... It was not like sleeping on a stone slab; she was rolling on a marble floor, what's the difference?
No, why would she be sleeping on the floor when there was a perfectly good bed?
As Xia Wan'an pondered, she abruptly sat up, only then did she dullly realize she had a severe headache.
She raised her hand, rubbing her temples, but soon her movements halted...