the servant smiled. " it's sir who asked them to stay. he wanted to talk to them for a while. "
shen ting didn't go in immediately. instead, he lit a cigarette and asked, " "Where's the car?"
"The chauffeur went to pick them up. The young master and young miss didn't drive," the servant replied.
shen ting didn't ask any more questions, but he still finished smoking a cigarette outside. then, he flicked the ash off and strode into the villa.
The villa was warm as usual, even though it was late autumn.
under the dim yellow light, qin mo and he huan sat in their usual seats. he huan had a dessert in her hand but she didn't eat much. after all, she was getting older and less passionate about such things. however, he huan still looked young.
qin xuan and yi huan were sitting on the sofa opposite him. they were two to three years apart and were really related by blood, so they looked like real siblings. they had also inherited the good looks of the qin family.
