That petite figure stood in the shadows of the balcony. The light behind her bloomed, making it look so surreal.
Li Yan stood where he was, his long and narrow eyes narrowed as he quietly watched the scene in front of him.
Was this woman waiting for him?
Qiao Mu did not know how long she had been squatting on the balcony as she listened to the sound of cars passing by. There were not many cars in this wealthy district, but it was already late at night, yet there were still cars passing by from time to time. She had thought that it was Li Yan's car several times, but she had waited for nothing every time.
Leaning against the railing, she almost fell asleep in a daze. Then, she heard a car drive into the villa's courtyard.
Qiao Mu immediately sobered up and jumped up. However, she had squatted for too long and her legs were numb. She lost her balance and almost fell.
She kicked her legs and limped to Li Yan.
"Uncle, you're back!"
