C197 Qiao En's Parents Were Not Bad

Early the next morning, Jolene instinctively got up from her bed.

She glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was not even six o'clock in the morning, and it was not the time that she had set last night.

Jolene rubbed her eyes. Since she had woken up, she might as well get up. There was no need to wait until the alarm rang to get up.

Unconsciously glancing at the place beside her