She meant to rest well but for some reason fell asleep directly.
Jingxi Garden was very serene.
The aroma from the kitchen drifted out, Aunt Chun and the chefs were cooking, and Chu Yiqin seemed to have gone back to his study to take care of business. Even the maids deliberately softened their voices while cleaning, and someone had covered Qin Mo with a woolen blanket. She was curled up under that soft blanket, sleeping soundly.
Even when Chu Yiqin came downstairs, she didn't wake up.
The man glanced over and frowned slightly when he saw her lying on the sofa.
"Young Master, dinner will be ready soon."
What's called dinner was almost a late-night snack.
After all, clearing up such a large place after the banquets earlier had taken up a lot of time and Qin Mo had also visited Wen Qingqing at the hospital. All the back and forth had been quite time-consuming and now she was sleeping soundly.
"Mhm."