Gu Xiaozhan got up early in the morning. He was worried because Mu Anhan had slept for too long, so he came in to check on her.
Who knew she would throw herself at him last night, but wake up today with tears streaming down her face.
Why? Was she regretting barging into his bedroom last night?
Was she feeling aggrieved and sad because he had taken her a second time?
Or was she merely pretending to care about him last night, never imagining that he would actually claim her?
So, is she crying bitterly now to mourn losing herself again?
Gu Xiaozhan's cold lips curved slightly. He remembered how, after their first time at the hotel, she woke up and attacked him, cursing at him to the bone.
It seems history will repeat itself.
"Honey..." Mu Anhan sensed a tall and grand figure not far from her. She quickly wiped away her tears and called him softly, "Are you okay?"
She hoped she had become the antidote and that he was alright.
