As a representative of the older generation in Jianghai, Old Mr. Qin didn't mind his son, Qin Jingyi, being a womanizer, but he couldn't necessarily allow his own daughter to be free-spirited and unruly.
The man, deep in sleep, was awakened by the maid's call. He squinted at the sunlight pouring in through the window and cautiously propped himself up, careful not to wake the sleeping woman beside him, her face beautiful and peaceful, still bearing the traces of tears.
He threw off the blankets and got out of bed, using the bathroom in the room to wash up. When he reemerged, he had transformed back into the influential Second Master Li. Grabbing his coat, he walked out, raising his index finger to his lips signaling the maid to keep quiet, "She went to bed late last night, let her rest. Take me to meet Old Mr. Qin."
The maid nodded, covering her mouth as she glanced enviously at the oblivious Xiaye, before closing the door quietly.