She was overflowing with beauty, and it hinted a simple yet elegant smile. Against her pale skin, her gentle looking eyes looked exceptionally lovely and alluring.
Her waist length hair hung loosely over her shoulders. Along with her causal-looking white knitted blouse, she exuded a graceful and intelligent womanly charm.
Just looking at her made one feel at ease.
Her skinny jeans fitted snugly around her slender legs. She followed behind Zhou Tong with light, graceful steps.
As she walked over to Yan Rusheng, she gazed at him and then gently called out, "Ah Sheng."
"Mm," Yan Rusheng answered faintly without a trace of warmth in his tone. "You've just been discharged from the hospital and recuperate at home."
His intention was very obvious.
Both Fang Jiayin and Zhou Tong understood.
"I…" Fang Jiayin bit her lips and appeared awkward. "I know that I shouldn't be here…"
