It was a night of reversal.
The dream was so real that she was still dizzy when she woke up.
Fu Shang clutched his head.
She subconsciously rubbed her waist, which was a little sore and soft, but it seemed to be an illusion.
Looking up at the clean bed, there were no strange marks on his body. Fu Shang fell silent for a while.
It was really a dream.
It was a very realistic dream.
Her nose seemed to still be filled with the cold fragrance of that person.
Recalling the heavy dream, Fu minâs face turned red and his fingers subconsciously played with his hair.
.. How could she have such a dream?
Just how much did she want his body?
There was a knock on the door, followed by a manâs clear and gentle voice.
âYoung lady.â
Fu Shangâs hand trembled when he heard the voice and he almost pulled out a few strands of his hair.
âCome in,â
As she spoke, she had already regained her calm expression. She walked to the table and poured a cup of tea. She held it in her hand and took a small sip to calm her shock.
His expression was as steady as an old dogâs.
He was panicking.
Sheng Xiao pushed the door open and looked at Fu min with his beautiful dark eyes. He asked casually, â âDid you sleep well last night?â
pfft-cough coughâ¦
Fu Shang choked on his tea and started coughing.
Sheng Xiao was stunned. He did not seem to realize that she had such a big reaction to his casual words.
âAre you alright?â
His tone was filled with concern as he walked to Fu Shangâs side and patted her back.
Fu Shang coughed even harder.
When she met the manâs dark eyes, there was a faint flash of worry.
If it wasnât for his serious expression, she would have thought that he was doing it on purpose.
She waved her hand and adjusted her breathing. Iâm fine.
Sheng Xiao chuckled. His long, thick eyelashes drooped, hiding the mischievousness that flashed in his eyes.
After a short while.
He then resumed his usual upright and gentlemanly behavior.
Sheng Xiao took out a pouch and handed it to Fu Shang, â âYoung lady is penniless and Iâm afraid it will be difficult for you to return home. This is just a little token of my appreciation.â
Before Fu min could reject.
He had already taken her hand and stuffed the purse into it. His dark eyes were smiling as he stared at her without blinking.
thank you, Mr. Sheng.
Fu Shang looked at this man and couldnât help but feel a sense of melancholy.
He was a little reluctant.
She was here to complete a mission. Now that the mission was not completed, according to the strong driving force of the plot, Bo sijin might still be pestering herâ¦
Fu min glanced at Sheng Xiao.
Mr. Sheng looked like a frail scholar, a man as pure as Jade, gentle and cold as water. For some reason, she didnât want him to get involved in these things.
He was too clean and shouldnât be involved in these worldly affairs.
They were faced with separation.
It was Sheng Xiao who called out to her, and Fu Xiao stopped in his tracks.
âCan you tell me your name?â
He asked.
Fu Shang turned around and looked at him in surprise.
Sheng Xiao chuckled again, itâs fine if you donât want to. I⦠I was just asking.â
Fu min was surprised that she had forgotten to tell this person her name. She smiled and said, â whatâs there to hide â¦
âIâm Wen Liang.â
âThe wordâ gentle âis warm, while the wordâ cold âis cold.â
The womanâs smile against the light was extremely beautiful, just as he remembered.
She to him.
It wasnât a reunion, nor was it a repeat of the past.
It was the second time after so many years, just like the first time they met.