Gu Qili returned to the hotel, and Mu Shuoqian had not yet come back; she went over the notes from the morning's conference again and jotted down in her notebook the parts she did not quite understand, preparing to consult with Mu Shuoqian later.
But she waited for a long time and still, no one came to open the door. She thought about sending him a message but then gave up the idea, considering he must be busy, and she didn't want to disturb him.
When Mu Shuoqian returned it was already evening. Upon entering the room, which was dark, he thought she wasn't there, and his brow instantly furrowed. However, upon turning on the light, he discovered her curled up in a chair, asleep.
His expression then softened.
Although the chair was wide, her manner of curling up on it didn't seem very comfortable.
Mu Shuoqian walked over, took the notebook still clutched in her hands, glanced at it, and saw it was densely filled with various questions.
