Lan Xiao tugged at his sleeve nervously and said in a low voice, " "Don't be angry, I didn't mean anything else."
She never knew that he was so against people from Wen zhihuai's side.
She was even more confused about what had happened that year. The only son of the president of the country had actually led a wandering life for so many years.
He should have grown up in a life of luxury, but he fell into the mortal world and suffered for more than ten years.
No one would be able to accept or understand the sudden change in status.
On the way, the two of them didn't speak again, and the atmosphere between them was very depressing.
The car finally stopped at a newly built apartment building in the suburbs.
It was surrounded by lush greenery, dense trees, and flowers. The environment was quiet, and transportation was convenient. There was a large supermarket nearby, as well as a medium-sized hospital.
There was even a subway station just a few steps away.
