When Shen Ruilin returned home, the place was empty. His mother had already left, and Xie Qingjiu had gone to work and not yet returned. Tomorrow was Ni Tianyao’s wedding, so after dropping off his things, he had headed straight to the hotel to finalize every detail; by the time he finally got home, it was past ten o'clock at night.
He assumed Xie Qingjiu was already asleep, but when he opened the door, he found fresh roses on the table. Only a few wall lamps were lit, casting an intimate, dim glow over the room. She was sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, looking over some data.
Hearing the door open, she went up to greet him and wrapped her arms around Shen Ruilin. She had only intended to give him a welcoming hug, but she hadn’t expected him to be like a piece of flypaper; getting his hands off her waist turned out to be quite an ordeal.
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