It was two o'clock in the morning when Ye Fan returned to the Dingsheng International Hotel. Upon entering the presidential suite, he found Wei Ziling asleep on the sofa, hugging a pillow, with the television still on.
Ye Fan walked over to wake Wei Ziling, who groggily roused, seeing it was Ye Fan, she jolted upright and became fully awake.
"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I fell asleep by accident," Wei Ziling hurriedly said with a flushed face.
Ye Fan gave a faint smile and shook his head slightly, "Why sleep on the sofa? Go back to your room, careful not to catch a cold."
"Yes, yes," Wei Ziling replied continuously, then added, "Mr. Ye, your herbal tonic soup has been stewed and kept warm, you can drink it directly now."
Hearing this, Ye Fan immediately understood why Wei Ziling accidentally fell asleep on the living room sofa, probably waiting for his return, only he didn't expect to return so late.
"Alright, thanks. You go to sleep," he nodded slightly.
