After silently mourning herself for most of the day, Su Ruowan stretched out her fair and thin arm and took back the clothes at the foot of the bed and put them on. She then tidied up the bed and checked again and again that there were no problems. Only then did she open the door of the lounge and walk out.
Unexpectedly, outside, Jing Muchen was sitting at his desk. In front of him was a man in his forties, dressed in a suit and leather shoes. Fan Yinzuo was accompanying him. The three of them had serious expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they were discussing work matters.
The sound of Su Ruowan opening the door also attracted the attention of the three of them. However, Jing Muchen's gaze was gentle and loving while the other two were a little shocked.
