Min Yu disregarded his mother even as she stared daggers at him and went straight upstairs.
He had spent all his time at the hospital for the past few days, and had a lot of work to take care of.
...
By the time Huo Yao woke up, the sky was already dark. Since the light in the room was on, it was not as dark as outside.
The musk smell in the air was refreshing as she gradually woke up.
Huo Yao slowly sat up in bed. The moment she raised her head, she could see a man sitting in front of the computer nearby.
The table lamp reflected Min Yu's face, making his face seem cool and serious. He was dressed in light-colored homewear, so it made him seem a little more approachable. Even though it was quiet in the room, it did not feel suffocating.
