Without a second thought, she got out of bed barefooted, pushed open the door to the balcony, and stepped outside.
Looking down, she saw a car pulling out of the villa's gate, its headlights illuminating the black carved gate.
Chi Huan's tears, which had stopped, suddenly surged again, her vision blurred by the tears so that even the lights became indistinct.
Standing on the balcony and letting the cold wind blow over her for a while until her cheeks felt numb, she then turned back and went into the bedroom.
...
Mo Shiqian drove while dialing a number.
It took a long time for the call to connect on the other end. Feng Xing was very impatient with him now, his tone extremely harsh, "Calling me at this hour instead of taking your woman to bed, are you impotent or gay?"
Mo Shiqian, "..."
He didn't intend to bring up the matter, but he didn't avoid it either, speaking indifferently, "What has that woman done to you to make you so irritable?"
