He Xiyan walked to the door of the study, a door set with password, pure gray, beside which a fingerprint password lock was installed. The study only recorded their husband and wife's fingerprints. No other people had ever come in before.
He Xiyan reached out her thumb, and then pressed her finger against it after hesitating for a while.
Soon, the door opened automatically to both sides.
The study soon appeared before her eyes.
The light in the study was not turned on. At first glance, only a vague figure was visible, together with a burning cigarette.
"Ye Hao..." He Xiyan called her husband.
She hurried in, turning on the light in the study.
The moment the light was on, she saw the man in front of her, her husband.
He was sitting in that leather chair with his left hand supporting his head and his right hand holding an unfinished cigarette. His looked pale as if he was ill. After a while, he gave out two coughs in a row.
