Mo Shichen turned his head towards the direction the security guard had pointed and nodded his thanks, then headed that way.
In truth, having someone wait outside her house would have been enough. She wouldn't stay away from the estate forever; eventually, she'd seek someplace to sleep, be it her own apartment or returning to the Wen Family home, but he had a hunch she wouldn't go back to the Wen Family.
She would never let her family notice anything unusual about her emotional state unless it was absolutely necessary.
About five minutes later, he arrived at the entrance of the park, where a huge stone engraved with its name stood.
The sky had already darkened, but there were streetlights everywhere, and the park was far from empty.
Men, women, the elderly, the young.
Lovers strolling hand in hand, elderly couples supporting each other, young singles walking their dogs, families of three with a child in tow; people of all sorts were present.
