Chapter 541
The late-night suburban villa is peaceful and elegant, like a pure maiden.
On the second floor, within the master bedroom, a warm and soft glow filled the room. On the soft bed, Wen Ran wore a serene sleeping face, her lips curved into a subtle arc.
Next to her, Mo Xiuchen's eyes tenderly gazed at her fair and pure face.
The more he looked, the more his heart ached.
After a while, he slowly rose.
Mo Xiuchen got out of bed, took out a small, delicately-shaped bottle from the drawer, and poured two pills into his hand. He walked to the sofa, picked up the glass of water on the coffee table, and swallowed the pills.
His gaze shifted towards the sleeping woman on the bed, and he turned around to enter the study.
He lit a cigarette, took a heavy puff, and exhaled a plume of smoke. His handsome face was obscured behind the curling smoke, the cigarette clamped between his slender fingers.
