Qin Nanyu felt he had a dream.
When he woke up, his head was splitting with pain.
All he could vaguely remember was collapsing alone on the living room sofa, curled up in agony.
He could feign illness to win Ji Weitian's sympathy, but when he truly felt sick, he least wanted her to see him.
He didn't want to expose his most disheveled state in front of her.
So, he endured it, waiting for her figure to disappear before allowing himself to collapse on the sofa.
He had thought she must be asleep by then, but unexpectedly, she came out of the room suddenly and found him lying in the living room.
Qin Nanyu's memory was fragmented.
He only remembered that she seemed to have yelled at him a few times and then helped him back to the room.
And then, she wrung out a towel to wipe his face and forehead...
What happened after that?
She seemed to have thanked him for giving her a cute daughter.
But there was more.
He remembered that someone was talking by his ear all the time.
