Find the wallpaper, click in, add a new wallpaper. Then, the photo of Ava Sterling covering his eyes and kissing him just fell into the phone. He brushed his fingertip across the screen, and within moments, the screen and background of his phone changed. It changed to the photo of Ava Sterling covering his eyes and kissing him. Poe Vaughn looked at the home screen of the phone, one photo after another behind the apps—her smile, her pout at him, his body leaning back on the sofa—just , staring for a long time, his eyes unmoving. The night gradually deepened. Ava sat in the office chair in the study, her elbows on the desk, palms half-clenched into fists, supporting her chin, eyes closed, brows furrowed, recalling everything the teacher explained to her this afternoon. She had a good memory; when she recalled, she could remember everything the teacher explained to her in detail. Originally, she meant to read the book, but reading was not her thing. Those densely packed words made her head ache at a glance; she felt dizzy, wanting to sleep. She didn’t like reading books filled with professional jargon, especially when simple things had to be written in a way that seemed complex to her, giving her a headache. Forcing herself to read for a while, she couldn’t take it anymore. To avoid wasting time by dozing off, she simply stopped reading and just recalled the key points the teacher told her, especially the ones she deemed important. Just , time passed slowly. After about an hour, Ava opened her eyes; the key points were solidified. She had almost memorized everything the teacher taught. Ava picked up her notebook, flipped to see the key points she noted, glanced through, then closed the notebook, opened the door, and went out. Poe Vaughn was no longer in the living room, but the television was still on. Ava raised an eyebrow; what time is it now? Was he asleep? Instinctively looking towards the bedroom, the door was open; from here, she could see a corner of the bedroom. However, Ava didn’t see Poe Vaughn and wasn’t sure if he was in the bedroom. Retracting her gaze, she picked up her phone to check the time; unknowingly, it was already ten o’clock. It wasn’t early. Chapters first released on novel⁂fire.net Ava looked outside at the sky; it was darker than before, midnight’s silence covering the entire city. The hustle and bustle of the city had faded significantly, leaving only the sound of traffic and faint human voices. Ava didn’t think much and sat on the sofa, then picked up the remote, switched from the finance channel to a regular channel, and watched TV. She watched TV for an hour, then went to wash up and sleep. Sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed, she watched the drama. Her expression was serious and focused, looking more like studying diligently rather than enjoying TV. Just , the atmosphere in the living room quieted down again. Meanwhile, on the bedroom balcony. Poe Vaughn held his phone, listening to a call, gazing at the thick night outside. Suddenly, the sound of the door opening reached his ears, his eyes moved slightly, turning around. Then, the person sitting on the sofa watching TV in the living room fell into his sight. From where he stood, he could barely see her. He opened his mouth, "That’s it for now." "Alright, President Vaughn." Ending the call, he put his phone away, looking at the person leaning against the sofa back with only their head visible. He put his phone in his pocket and walked out. Ava was watching very seriously, observing expressions as scenes unfolded, actors’ interactions. While watching, memories of the teacher’s lessons floated in her mind, along with her own questions. Combining these with the scenes on TV, Ava could finally judge an actor’s skill. She could say she understood a lot in an instant. She watched more intently, her entire focus on the TV and the performance. In such a state, she didn’t even know Poe Vaughn had arrived. She didn’t notice a thing. Poe Vaughn came to the sofa, looking at the person whose gaze was glued to the TV—that was a seriously engaged individual. He didn’t say a word, came to sit beside her, then leaned against the back of his chair, spread his arms, and pulled her into his embrace. In one motion, strong arms rested on her waist, causing her to lean against a chest full of coolness. Ava paused; finally, her glued eyes moved, returning to the present. She looked at the person beside her, seeing the familiar handsome face, eyelashes fluttering, Ava regaining her thoughts. Her gaze fell on him, still in the shirt and pants he wore during the day; he hadn’t freshened up. At this moment, Ava suddenly thought of a question: Old Zhang seemed to have not delivered the clothes yet. So she asked, "Did Old Zhang deliver the clothes?" Poe Vaughn held her, his gaze lingering on the TV, watching the romance drama he never watched before. Upon hearing her voice, his eyes moved slightly, withdrawing to fall on her face. A fair complexion, tight skin, bright eyes, but at this moment, they showed inquiry. Ava raised an eyebrow, sat up, looked around, and then saw the bag sitting on the side of the sofa. Strangely, she didn’t see this bag earlier. Ava was surprised, promptly reaching for the bag, looking to see what clothes Mrs. Wei prepared for Poe Vaughn. The bag was quite large, neatly organized with folded shirts, pants, and underclothes. But not much, merely two sets. Ava said, "I didn’t know, when did this arrive?" Putting the bag back, she looked at him, truly surprised. Because she didn’t hear any knocking at all. Poe Vaughn looked at the full query on her face, opened his mouth, "Not long after you went in." Ava’s mind recalled when Poe Vaughn received a call at the mall, saying one thing, to wait until he returned. She didn’t think much at the time; now, thinking back, it should have been then that Old Zhang arrived. After they returned, he called Old Zhang to deliver. Understanding, Ava stopped thinking much, naturally leaning into Poe Vaughn’s embrace, holding his waist, intending to continue watching TV. Then, something else caught her eye on the coffee table, two large bags filled with fresh fruits and vegetables. Ava paused, immediately sat up, "What’s this?" She got up to check the bag and saw the fresh vegetables, fruits, and various meats inside. "I didn’t buy these, did I? What’s going on?" She looked at Poe Vaughn, puzzled, not knowing what these two large bags were about. Poe Vaughn glanced at the contents of the bags, then looked at her surprised look, and said, "I had them delivered." "Why have them delivered?" Ava asked immediately, her face filled with confusion. Indeed, they’re leaving tomorrow, why send so many things over? Was he planning to stay a few days? Why does he want to stay here? Does he think here is nice?