As she walked closer, the voice became louder and louder. It was indeed a man crying.
She followed the sound. It didn't sound like a ghost's cry or a Wolf's howl, but like someone crying very sadly. It made people who heard it feel a little sad. She gently opened a door.
She saw a man holding a pen and writing something. However, he was crying and writing at the same time.
He was a man who was almost 1.8 meters tall, but he was crying like a child at this moment. He was on the verge of wailing, but even so, he was still focused on completing the work at hand.
Xia ruoxin looked at her watch. It was past ten. She got off work late because she had some matters to attend to. Of course, it was also because Chu lui was coming over later. That was why she was fearless. Otherwise, she would not have been so busy that she did not go home.
