Su Li left the room and turned quietly toward the second-floor study. The carved wooden door closed slowly behind her, acting as a barrier that sealed off the clamor and discord of the outside world.
Exhausted from the day, she slumped onto the soft sofa in a display of utter weariness. Her graceful figure reclined lazily, creating a picture of effortless beauty, her long, glossy black hair spilling loose. A few strands brushed against her snow-white cheeks, and her exquisite features looked even more alluring under the dim, warm glow of the lamp.
Finally finding a moment of peace, Su Li lay there, her slender fingers lightly scrolling across her phone screen to review the documents Wuchen had sent.
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