Chapter 62 The Work is Destroyed by Xiang Yiran

Bao Yancheng hadn't slept so well in a long time.

Originally, he had planned to take Wen Wanzhi back to the master bedroom to sleep after he finished.

But looking at the woman in his arms, exhausted and sleeping like a child,

he didn't have the heart to move even a finger.

Wen Wanzhi's eyes were dark-circled and tinged with red.

Even though he hadn't done much, she looked as if she'd been terribly bullied.

As he watched her, Bao Yancheng too fell into a deep sleep, almost without realizing it.

When he woke up early in the morning to the sound of birds singing, it was a rare moment to see the sky already bright.

Bao Yancheng rubbed his brow, feeling the emptiness of his arm.

Turning his head, he saw Wen Wanzhi already working at the drafting table.

She was so focused that she didn't even notice the scraps of fabric on her face.

It had been a long time since he'd quietly watched Wen Wanzhi work peacefully by his side.