Wang Dahai hadn't been home for two days.
When he returned home, several girls were leaning on the sofa watching TV.
Seeing Wang Dahai come back, their expressions each differed.
Jiang Yiren's beautiful eyes shifted, and her red lips subconsciously opened, seemingly wanting to speak to him.
But with others around, she had to hold back.
A hint of shyness flashed in Huang Tingting's eyes; her and Wang Dahai's encounter was purely impulsive.
Other than their physical relationship, the two had barely exchanged a few words.
Wu Yun just glanced at him and then looked away.
Her situation with Wang Dahai was somewhat awkward, but thankfully, whatever happened occurred in their sleep and the veil of decency remained unlifted.
Only Ning Mei candidly asked, "You're back?"
"Yep."
"Where have you been these past two days? I haven't seen you."
"Handling some matters."
