It was already noon when Song Fengwan woke up. She still had some memories of last night. When she recalled some fragments, her entire face instantly flushed red.
She searched for her phone. Qiao Aiyun had already made countless calls. She called her back, briefly washed up, and tidied up before going downstairs.
Fu Chen was training the dog with a frisbee in the courtyard. He only entered the house when he saw her go downstairs.
Seeing the bite mark at the corner of his mouth, Song Fengwan felt too ashamed to show her face.
"Hurry up and eat. Your plane leaves at two-thirty. I'll go to Yuncheng with you."
"You're going too?" Song Fengwan was stunned.
"My mom asked me to send some things over. You don't want to go with me?" Fu Chen lifted his eyelids and looked at her calmly.
"That's not it."
