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Since the night before, Shen Liangchuan had been behaving oddly.

And it had continued until today.

What exactly was all this about?

She sighed as she thought about the situation. She picked up the broom to sweep the Chameleon Plant that had fallen on the ground, and put away the unfinished food on the table.

She tidied up the space quickly and approached his desk with the intention of wiping it.

But when she got to the desk, she froze.

She had expected to see work documents, or whatever he was busy with, on his computer screen. But unexpectedly, on the huge screen, she saw the Lot game interface.

She was stunned and looked more closely. She realized that no other programs or files were open apart from the game interface.

Hence, all this talk about being busy for work… Actually, he had just been sitting in front of the gaming interface and staring blankly at it.

She stood there and looked at the door of the resting area, as though through that door she could see the man, see what he was thinking, see what he was doing…

She could sense his sorrow, but didn’t know why he was feeling like this.

At this point, she suddenly heard a low grunt coming from the resting area.

She paused for a moment before dashing into the resting area.

This resting area was designed for Shen Liangchuan’s personal use. It was a small inner room with a single bed in it.

He was now sitting on the bed, and his face was exceptionally pale.

It looked like he had had a bad dream and woken with a start. The deep and dark look in his eyes was frightening.

He frowned and, when he was properly awake and figured out where he was, he sighed with relief.

After a few breaths, he raised his gaze slowly to look at Qiao Lian and asked, “How long was I asleep for?”

He felt like he had slept for hours.

However, Qiao Lian stared at him for a while before she said, “Five minutes.”

His pupils shrank and he frowned again.

Five minutes.

Two nights ago, he hadn’t slept a wink because of the argument with Qiao Lian.

Yesterday, they had moved in and he had slept only an hour before he had been woken up by the nightmare. Since then, he had not slept.

He was exhausted, so he had thought that he could have a good sleep and take a proper rest.

But unexpectedly, it had lasted only five minutes.

It was no wonder he had a splitting headache and felt like there were hundreds of needles embedded in his brain.

Qiao Lian was startled to see him in such a state. Without asking any questions, she said, “Try and sleep a bit more.”

He nodded.

She walked out of the inner room. Through the glass pane on the door, she could see that he sat on the bed for a while before he lied down again.

Then his long and narrow eyes slowly fell shut.

However not long after, they snapped open again.

He lay in bed like this, just staring at the ceiling, as though he knew that she would be worried if he got up without having rested.

Qiao Lian’s heart writhed with pain.

It was very painful to see him like this.

But what was the reason?

What was he going through?

This was how the afternoon passed.

He lay staring at the ceiling in the inner room.

For the whole afternoon, she sat on the sofa outside his room.

The skies turned dark gradually.

Pretending that he had been sleeping, Shen Liangchuan finally walked out of the inner room.

Qiao Lian said in a relaxed tone, “You’ve slept all afternoon, do you feel refreshed now? Shall we go home?”

He answered unhurriedly, “I’m still busy with a few things.”