Chi Yi opened her eyes and subconsciously touched the empty space beside her.
In an instant, she felt as if her heart had suddenly become empty.
The lights were on in the hall.
Chi Yi tilted her head to take a look and saw her uncle smoking alone on the sofa. His cold and charming side profile looked a little lonely and desolate under the white light.
For some reason, Chi Yi's eyes were once again covered with a thin layer of mist. Her nose felt sour and swollen, and she actually had the urge to cry again.
She was really pretentious!
Chi Yi forced herself to look away and not look at him. She also forced herself to suppress her desire to go out and look for him.
How could she not avoid suspicion and go to him with a clear conscience now?
However, the deep emotions in her heart were constantly stirring up trouble. She wanted to go. She really, really wanted to go to her brother.
