An Yue raised her head and saw an Shiyu looking at her. His eyes were deep and focused.
Her heart trembled slightly, and she subconsciously avoided his gaze.
"Seven ..." She suddenly sneezed.
An Shilin came back to his senses and said with a frown,""Go in and put on your clothes."
"Yes." An Yue nodded.
An Shijin let go of her, and the two of them walked toward the mansion.
For a moment, an Yue felt a sense of loss.
She looked at the person beside her. His expression was calm, but he seemed to have taken off that layer of cold coat.
She pursed her lips and looked ahead. No matter what, her brother had come out to look for her. He must still be concerned about her.
The two of them entered the hall and saw Jiang Xinjie talking to the old man. They seemed to be having a good time.
"Shijin, when you go to Xinjie's house tomorrow, remember to send my regards to her grandfather." Old master an looked at an Shiyu and said.
