C645 Why Are You Crying?

In the early morning, sunlight spilled across the floor of the presidential suite, casting a warm glow. The room was filled with a subtle, intimate scent. Fu Yuanxi was already awake, resting his chin in his hand as he watched Shen Di sleep. A satisfied smile played on his lips.

In her dreams, Shen Di sensed someone watching her, making her feel uneasy. Fu Yuanxi gently stroked her hair