Jiang Cheng returned to Fengri City overnight, but Shen Hao did not; he chose to spend the night right on the flower boat.
The drinking party last night brought Shen Hao a storm of information, and at the same time, the songstress at the gathering left him burning with desire, so he found an outlet on the spot.
When he woke again, daylight was already streaming in. Leaving a silver note by the pillow, Shen Hao got up, feeling refreshed, and went to wash up.
Even on the flower boat, everything here was worth the hefty price tag. There were maids attending to everything—washing his face, brushing his teeth, getting dressed. Even if that songstress from last night couldn't get out of bed today, the guests would never be neglected due to that.
He had just finished washing up and opened the door when he glanced aside—and saw Lian Xiang in a long, pale yellow dress. He hadn't expected her to be staying in the room next door last night.
"Good morning, Miss Lian Xiang."
