C521 Morals?

When Liang Han woke up, it was midnight. The moon outside the window was bright and clear, casting an eerily calm glow through the closed window.

Gu Qisheng sat at the bedside, his eyes shut, with long dark lashes casting shadows beneath them. His well-tailored suit was creased at the waist, and Liang Han's gaze lingered on those creases, feeling an inexplicable softness in her heart