Shen Yanchen was in the study, busy with Gu family's affairs. After finishing a phase, he checked the time and saw it was already 2 AM.
Rubbing his temples, he put his things away, turned off the lights in the study, and walked out.
Arriving at his bedroom door, he placed his hand on the doorknob but stopped the action of opening it.
He paused, turned around to look at another door in the darkness. At this hour, she should be sound asleep, right?
With that thought, he walked over, gently twisted open her door. She didn't lock it, perhaps it was not in her habit to do so.
He frowned instead. When she lived with Gu Moming, did she have no sense of precaution at all?
He carefully stepped inside, the moonlight outside the window casting a brighter glow on the snow. By the moonlight, he walked to the bedside. On the large bed, she was lying on her side, wrapping the quilt tightly around herself, like a cocoon, with only a small part of her head exposed.
