Tang Xi slowly opened her eyes.
Her biological clock was always punctual.
Moreover, with the recent continuous rain, the room was damp and stuffy which also made it hard to sleep well.
She sat up and looked at the man's clothes scattered on the floor; she raised her hand to rub her temples, she hadn't been drunk last night and naturally remembered everything clearly.
Remembering the frenzy of last night, Tang Xi's cheeks flushed.
But, where was Fu Tingzhou?
Why wasn't he here; did he leave?
She got out of bed, opened the wardrobe to get dressed in two garments, and looked at the floor, men's shoes and the suit jacket draped over a chair indicated that he hadn't left.
So he's now…
Walking out of the bedroom, she heard the pitter-patter of water in the bathroom.
Under the frosted glass, the tall silhouette of a man was faintly visible.
