Chapter 142 - 129: The man had an influence on her
The next day, Ning Guiwan woke up in Quan Yu’s room.
She had drunk again last night and been out in the cold wind, so her body felt heavy all over. It wasn’t the aftermath of a hangover; rather, it felt as if she had caught a cold and fallen ill. Her throat was also burning uncomfortably.
But as soon as she opened her eyes and saw the unfamiliar surroundings—the dark-colored walls and furniture, the black bedding, heavy black curtains tightly blocking out the light, and even the chandelier overhead, which was also black and cast a dim, somber glow—she bolted upright, despite feeling unwell.
Before her mind could fully process it, a tall figure emerged from the walk-in closet. Ning Guiwan felt as if half the blood in her body had rushed to her head.
Panicked, she looked down to see her pajamas disheveled beneath the blankets.
Disbelieving, she looked at Quan Yu. "I... Last night, did we...?"
Her voice was a little hoarse.
Flashes of the previous night flickered through her mind: stargazing on the rooftop, grabbing Quan Yu and spouting nonsense... But how did I get downstairs? How did I end up in his bed? She had absolutely no recollection.
Quan Yu emerged dressed in a shirt and trousers, a tie in his hand. He leisurely looped it around his neck and knotted it right in front of her before looking coldly at Ning Guiwan. "Take your medicine," he said.
Only then did Ning Guiwan notice two types of medicine on the bedside table. She was in no state to pay them any mind; the weakness from her sore throat and fever seemed to have momentarily vanished. Her thoughts raced. How did I end up sleeping here? Did something terrible happen?