Time passed.
A night passed. When the morning sun shone on the curtains the next day, Chen Jincheng woke up. He was the only one in the room now, save for a particular lingering scent.
'Interesting!'
He got up, picked up the clothes from the floor, dressed, and left the room.
He saw Lin Leqing and Li Muchen busy in the kitchen again. The smell of fried eggs wafted over.
There was also congee on the table.
Zhang Ao'ai was sitting there, waiting for breakfast.
When she saw Chen Jincheng come out, she was visibly flustered for a moment, recalling the awkward incident from last night.
'How could I have been so muddle-headed as to go back to my own room, lie down next to the boss, and grab his... thing?'
"Morning!" Chen Jincheng sat down with a grin and greeted her.
"Morning, Boss!" Zhang Ao'ai hurriedly replied. Feeling guilty, she couldn't help but ask, "Boss, did you sleep well last night?"
