At night, it was quiet.
Ji Nuan could not find a hair dryer in the bathroom. She walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her hair.
The moment she walked out, she saw Mo Jingshen enter, carrying the winter air of the autumn night and the fresh woody scent of the old Mo mansion. Under the light, his expression seemed to soften. His gaze instantly darkened after seeing her walk out of the bathroom.
By this time, all of the guests had left. Mo Jingshen did not need to stay in the guest hall any longer.
When her father and Auntie Shen left, although their expressions were not as happy as others, they still brought Ji Mengran on the car. Ji Nuan did not bother to check on Ji Mengran's appearance. From the corner of her eye, she noticed her sorry-looking figure. She did not even dare to make a single sound as she rushed into the car and closed the door.
