C1895 Xiao Ling's Father Agrees

It was the next morning when Xiao Ling woke up.

He stared blankly at the ceiling. He could not remember how he fell asleep.

He looked to the side. Yan Xingwei was no longer there.

Xiao Ling did not look for him because Yan Xingwei would work on Sunday. It was already past nine o'clock, and Yan Xingwei had left early.

Xiao Ling stared blankly at the ceiling for a while