Tang Wan was wearing a silk nightgown, leaning lazily against a chair. Her chest swelled impressively against the fabric; a wealthy woman was rich not only in her finances, but in other aspects as well.
The floor heating in the mansion was turned up high, keeping the indoor temperature comfortable even in the dead of winter. With her nightgown on and one leg crossed over the other, she felt no chill from her bare, snow-white calves exposed to the air. Her expression was serene, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. She hadn't absorbed much of what was in the book, her gaze drifting toward the front door every few moments. She would look for five seconds before returning to her pages, and at this rate, she had barely turned a few pages all morning.
In truth, this wasn't just happening today; yesterday was the same. Liu Chuanfeng had already come by the day before yesterday to switch cars, mentioning he had matters to attend to. Though Tang Wan didn't know what those matters were, since Liu Chuanfeng hadn't brought them up, she didn't pry. She knew that boys his age tended to be very proud; if he hadn't spoken of it, there was no need for her to dig to the bottom of it. Given Liu Chuanfeng's current standing, she still had the capacity to help him clean up any mess, and besides, he was a steady person.
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