The next morning, Wan Chu'er woke up early with bags under her eyes, responding to her biological clock.
Reminded of last night's events, she let out a mournful groan, rushed to the bathroom, washed her face with cold water, and decided to continue her jogging routine.
The frustration was real; perhaps only by running freely and sweating profusely could she feel refreshed.
Yet, as soon as she descended the stairs, she saw Jiang Ke Chu standing in front of a green military vehicle, decked out in camouflage.
This surprised Wan Chu'er since Jiang Ke Chu rarely wore camouflage. He usually dressed in a restrained standard military uniform and more often than not came to see her in casual clothes.
Was he going on a mission? Wan Chu'er pondered. The thought of this possibility made her lips curl up involuntarily. The slight feeling of loss that passed through the bottom of her heart was quickly ignored.
