Under the shroud of night, Shen Jing returned to the highest floor of Yunding No.1, weary.
The lights were all on, yet the place was silent and empty.
Shen Jing tossed her phone aside as she entered. He said he would be back later, but she had no idea how much later that would be.
In her memory, Zhou Luchen was a man of his word, always fulfilling his promises—as long as he made them.
Shen Jing leaned on the bar, bent down to change her shoes, and then leisurely went to look for the kitten.
"Little Sister, I'm back."
Zhou Luchen had hired a housekeeper, who would take care of the kitten during the day when they were both away.
Even the housekeeper praised Little Sister for being so easy to care for: she ate well, was quiet, and didn't run around knocking things over.
After making the rounds, she still had no idea which room the cat was hiding in, taking a lazy nap.
"Little Sister, are you asleep yet?"
