Gao Chuan walked into his original room and found that Shen Mei had decorated it at some point. A double bed was covered with bright red sheets, and two sets of sleepwear were placed on top. He bowed his head and saw the black lace nightgown Ms. Shen had meticulously prepared for Jiang An, his face suddenly blushing, he sat down on the soft bed, holding his forehead. The dim light shone on the man, his expression inscrutable.
Old Mrs. Shen's little tricks were clear at a glance to him, but it was different for the simple-minded Jiang An. Shen Mei had forcefully engaged her in conversation for two hours, listening to her tales of Gao Chuan's childhood was surprisingly interesting. Jiang An thought she would sleep with Shen Mei tonight, but as if Ms. Shen had timed it perfectly, she looked up at the vintage wall clock and gently said, "Anan, that's enough for today, it's getting late, you should go get some rest too!"