Early the next morning, as the sky began to brighten, the morning light sneaked through the small gap between the slightly open curtains, illuminating a soft corner of the plush carpet.
Two knocks sounded on the door from outside.
Fu Weiheng always slept lightly. He opened his eyes impatiently upon hearing the knocks, glanced at Su Wan, who was still deeply asleep beside him, and then looked at the digital alarm clock by the bed.
7:23
"Wanwan, are you up?" A gentle female voice came through the wooden door from outside.
Fu Weiheng frowned. He wasn't fully awake, but he still got out of bed quietly to open the door.
Just as Fu Weijin was about to knock a second time, the door suddenly opened from the inside. Fu Weijin looked up with a smile, but it froze when she saw Fu Weiheng towering over her with messy hair and a face full of displeasure.
His deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of annoyance as he looked down at Fu Weijin and asked, "What do you want?"
