When the gathering was finally over, Su Qingnuan wasted no time in pushing Fu Yihan back to his room.
With the help of the bodyguards, she waited for Fu Yihan to freshen up briefly and lie down before she could finally return to her own room.
After taking a shower, Su Qingnuan sprawled comfortably on the bed and let out a breath of relief.
Indeed, such occasions were simply not for her.
That night, Su Qingnuan had a dream.
In the dream, Fu Yihan had suddenly transformed into a warm and gentle older brother, indulging her every whim while being strikingly handsome.
However, the moment she opened her eyes, everything vanished.
Su Qingnuan blinked in confusion, and after realizing that it was all just a dream, she couldn't help but click her tongue.
If Fu Yihan were truly that kind of gentle man, there was no way she would've been the one to marry him.
Su Qingnuan sighed faintly before getting up to tidy her room.
