In the early morning, the bright sunlight spilled from the eastern horizon, dispersing the lingering, decadent atmosphere of the dark.
Qiu Ruoxi got up early as usual, with nothing out of the ordinary.
To her, the events of last night seemed nothing more than a dream.
But was it really a dream?
Could it truly be forgotten?
Only Qiu Ruoxi herself could know.
At this moment Qiu Ruoxi, wearing an apron like a dutiful wife, was making breakfast!
When Ye Xunhuan walked out of the bedroom into the living room and saw Qiu Ruoxi's attire, he was slightly taken aback.
Why had this woman started making breakfast?
That's right, where was Wang's mother?
Because of the unusual circumstances yesterday, Ye Xunhuan had forgotten about Wang's mother. Now, seeing Qiu Ruoxi's appearance, he suddenly remembered Wang's mother!
It seemed he hadn't seen her yesterday!
The moment Qiu Ruoxi walked out of the kitchen with breakfast, she immediately saw Ye Xunhuan, and her heart leapt with joy.