Jiang Mingxu was busy in the study until late at night. He finally finished his work and looked at the time. It was two in the morning.
At this time, Uncle Dong and the servants were already asleep. He got ready to pour himself a cup of water in the kitchen and get something to eat.
However, when he passed by the living room, he discovered that Song Wei was not asleep yet either.
She was carrying a copy of 'Vogue the Jewellery' in her hand and was lying on her side on the sofa in a particularly comfortable state.
There was only a thin and soft silk nightdress on her body. It was light and fitting, completely emphasizing her hourglass curves.
The fabric just happened to cover down to her thighs, as her smooth, tender, and milky-white calves stretched out from under her nightdress. Overlapped with each other, her pair of delicate feet looked fair and pretty.
