Mo Shichen stared at her in silence from behind.
Her appearance actually belonged to a very gentle type, and her voice was also very pleasant, even the black short straight hair falling around her neck seemed to have a very soft texture.
The lines of her neck and shoulders were elegant, and her spine was straight.
The nude-pink shirt she wore was made of expensive fabric and was of a high-end design, which made her look even more noble when she wore it.
But beyond the nobility, there seemed to be an indescribable desolation.
His gaze was indifferent and detached as he speculated, was it because she had been without a man for too long that she felt lonely?
This brief silence did not last long before the sound of urgent footsteps arose, "Mr. Li Ru... Mr. Li Ru," gasped the father of Li Qianrui, out of breath, "Qianrui... Qianrui has woken up."
Wen Yi still turned around when she heard this name.
However, by the time she turned, the man had already rushed out the door.
