Old Year's Eve, the hotel room, the light was dim and warm.
Domestic time was ahead, and soon people started to send her New Year's blessing messages.
The air-dried cured meat: [Tang Xiaowan, I wish that in the new year, you become filthy rich and lose a ton of weight.]
Tang Wan's lips slowly curled up. She was just about to reply when another message from her came through.
[Tonight you guys must be burning with passion, but don't be a fool, swept away by love. Remember to take necessary precautions.]
Was her mind twisted by her boss's exploitation? Always driving a hard bargain.
Tang Wan glanced at the person in the bed... with him like this...
Burning with passion?
This fire couldn't even be lit.
**
Tang Wan initially lay beside the bed keeping watch. According to domestic time, it was already after midnight. She couldn't hold on and had dozed off. When she woke up again, it was due to the sounds of fireworks outside.
