Madam Chen stood at the foot of the stairs, looking at Lu Jinnian in confusion, standing in a daze.
Lu Jinnian was walking past the bathroom door when he saw Qiao Anhao on the sofa. He froze, his gaze observing the entire bedroom.
The television on the wall was currently showing an advertisement.
The window wasn't closed and cold wind kept blowing in, sending the curtains flying.
Qiao Anhao was fast asleep on the sofa with a white blanket covering her.
The entire bedroom was the same as usual, there was nothing different. The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.
