Fu Chenxuan hung up the phone. An overnight binge left his head throbbing as if it might explode, and under such conditions, even going to work wouldn't have been productive. Hence, Fu Chenxuan simply decided to rest at home.
He buried himself in his blanket and drifted off, not waking until after 2 p.m. Having overslept, his gaze was confused. Lying on the bed, he stared blankly at the ceiling while various scenes flashed through his mind, then faded to emptiness.
He lay there for about five minutes before finally getting up and heading to the bathroom.
After a shower and changing clothes, he left the house, having promised Shen Qinglan that he would come home for dinner today. Thinking about it, he realized he hadn't been home in half a month due to being busy with company matters.
On his way, he stopped at a flower shop and bought a bouquet.
