Reborn to outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight

Lin Zhiyi finished showering and put on the guest room’s bathrobe.

Looking at the floor-length men’s robe, she felt strangely puzzled.

She hadn’t examined the inside of the house closely during her last visit.

Now she discovered it bore no trace of Song Wanqiu’s life.

Not even signs of a woman staying over.

Had Song Wanqiu never lived here?

With confusion, she climbed into bed, her thoughts instantly replaced by the soft goose down comforter.

So comfortable.

She rolled over and closed her eyes.

But being unused to the bed, she tossed and turned without sleep, her only option was to close her eyes and count stars.