"How are you going to ask?" Han Yue chuckled helplessly. "Forget it... It's destined to be fruitless. You still have things to take care of, right? I won't bother you anymore. I'm planning to go to bed early tonight."
"Alright, go ahead and sleep. Goodnight."
After burying herself in completing the handover matters for the Lin Group's branch, Lin Luqiu checked the time—it was already past ten o'clock.
Fu Jingchen... had yet to return.
Living in the new house, sleep didn't come easily, so she picked up her sketchbook and started casually doodling.
The sketchbook recorded her past inspirations; when she had free time, expanding these ideas into complete jewelry designs gave her a great sense of accomplishment.
Without realizing it, she dozed off while drawing.
Downstairs, the sound of the door opening came from the entryway, but Lin Luqiu didn't notice—they were already in a deep sleep.