He turned in shock, caught off guard by the sight of a man in a white shirt walking over from the side room, a bottle of red wine in his hand. He casually straightened his collar, revealing an alluring collarbone.,"Aunt Song, I was just waking up." Fu Xiaoyao awkwardly turned away, not daring to look at the man's face.,Song Yi asked these questions in front of him, is she tired of living too comfortably。