Xia Zhao looked away from where Ru stood and sighed as he muttered to himself, "I should be thankful at least this person is using the door today instead of scaling the walls all the time."
He pushed out the thought of this person from his head and focused on the work at hand. After he was done here, he looked at the time. It was already past 8 and it was considered a very late breakfast for Xia Zhao who usually at 6 am.
He went to check up on Mu Chenyan. As he opened the door, he stepped inside the dark room. He walked over and took the remote to open the curtains. Once the light poured into the room, he was able to see the figure on the bed who was sleeping with her limbs flying around.
Xia Zhao was amused to see her sleeping posture. She still slept the same way as years ago.
