This night was destined not to let anyone pass through it peacefully.
Bei Lingfeng suffered from insomnia all night, Hua Yunliang was also too angry to fall asleep, and Shu Jiaojiao didn't sleep either, but her restless soul was filled with endless social obligations.
Like them, Ye Feifei and Yu Xiaowan were also sleepless.
At this moment, Ye Feifei sat still on her bed, motionless, woodenly staring at the dim table lamp.
Fortunately, at this time, Xiaowan was with her.
Yu Xiaowan felt heartache, she frowned and said, "Feifei, aren't you going to sleep?! You've been sitting all day, why are you still sitting? You can't keep sitting like this... it's bad for your body! Your bones will get stiff..."
Her eyes were filled with melancholy, and a deep sadness seemed to overflow from between her brows; her expression looked much like a porcelain doll on the verge of tears!
Ye Feifei suddenly felt very fortunate that in this silent "valley," someone still cared for her.
