Wang Dahai was roused from sleep by a phone call.
He had worked late last night and only gone to bed at an ungodly hour, still feeling a bit woozy.
Glancing at the caller ID, to his surprise, it was Wu Qiangwei on the line.
"Director Wu."
"You're still sleeping?"
"Uh-huh."
"Can you come to the company?"
"Sure."
After hanging up, Wang Dahai saw Qin Rong lying beside him, eyes open, watching him.
"Did I wake you?"
"Yes." Qin Rong wrapped herself in the blanket, curling up like a little cat.
"I have to go to the office," said Wang Dahai.
"Okay."
Wang Dahai clambered out of bed, stark naked.
Qin Rong turned her blushing face away, thinking of last night's wildness, she felt increasingly strange to herself.
She had never imagined she would have such a side to her.
It was Wang Dahai who had opened the door to this new world for her.
Before him, she had always thought she had no interest in such things.
Yet, once engaged, she found herself so wildly passionate.