"Really?" Shang Haohao was excited; half of her heart felt relieved.
As long as she's certain her son is safe, she can be at ease.
"You don't need to worry anymore. Once our Boss wakes up, he can go and get the child."
Shang Haohao nodded.
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Feng Shiming slept until almost midday the next day.
It was only after Shang Haohao had fed him numerous bowls of hangover soup that he woke up.
Feng Shiming awoke from bed with a pounding headache.
The effects of alcohol hadn't worn off, and forcibly waking him nearly cost him half his life.
But today, he was fully sober.
Ever since Shang Haohao learned about their missing child, she hadn't slept, just praying for Feng Shiming to wake up.
Feng Shiming lay in bed, just turned over slightly but hadn't opened his eyes yet.
Suddenly, his body was vigorously shaken, making his stomach turn upside down.
"Feng Shiming, wake up! Wake up!" A familiar sweet voice filled with unusual urgency reached his ears.
