The bedroom door was gently pushed open as Zhou Mikang tiptoed in, seeing Chuxia sitting there in a daze, he slightly frowned, "Why are you up so early? Or is it that you didn't sleep at all?"
"Where did you go?" Chuxia asked, displeasure evident in her tone.
"Don't tell me you couldn't sleep because I wasn't here?" Zhou Mikang laughed softly, "It seems I'm becoming more and more important to you."
"I asked you where you went, don't change the subject." Chuxia's voice carried a note of anger.
"I was planning to go out and pour you a glass of milk, but then dad pulled me into a meeting that lasted all night." Zhou Mikang would absolutely not admit that he wanted to see if Chuxia would worry about him. In fact, he could have come up to say hello to Chuxia at that time. His dad even reminded him to let Chuxia know, but he just pretended to go upstairs, stood there for a minute, and then casually went back down.
