Watching the two little ones sleep so sweetly, a sense of accomplishment and joy suddenly filled her heart...
This feeling... though somewhat different from the validation of being acclaimed for her performances, the happiness and joy she felt were interchangeable.
Listening to the soft breathing of the two little ones, Su Xingyue's heart was also filled with peace.
In the bedroom, only a dim bedside lamp was lit, its warm yellow light casting an exceptionally cozy glow. Before long, she too began to feel sleepy... Slowly, she closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.
Late at night...
In the cool guest room, the man sat up from the bed, restless.
The unfamiliar bed held not a trace of her scent, and damn it, he couldn't sleep at all!
Even though he'd grown accustomed to loneliness and to living alone over all these years,
never did he feel the slightest discomfort in any environment, no matter how daunting.