"Xiaotao, let's go back." Father Ye ended the short exchange of gaze and put his arm around her shoulder to turn her around.
"Okay." Ye Xiaotao nodded and entered the villa.
...
After returning to her room, Ye Xiaotao went to the curtain. She stretched out her slender index finger to lift the curtain and form a gap. The fog outside was getting thicker and the figure outside the door was somber and hazy.
He didn't leave.
At this moment, his phone vibrated again. A text message was received.
She opened the text message and saw that it was from Leng Hao. It was two short words -- come down.
He wanted her to go down.
Ye Xiaotao's face was a little pale. After a few seconds, she blacklisted his number.
She turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Then, she laid on the soft bed, turned off the lights, and closed her eyes to sleep.
She had already ended things with the person outside.
