song qincheng watched as he left the room, her phone and wallet still in her hands. she had left them on the bedside table when she had changed in the afternoon.
before yu tingchuan went upstairs, she was about to call shen che.
the words 'don't run around' were like a thorn in her way, making her unable to move.
outside the villa, the sound of a car's horn was heard.
not long after, aunt ling arrived.
"before you left, you asked old zhao to call me over." auntie gong smiled and said while tidying up the master bedroom,"it's raining quite heavily outside. master is probably worried that you're not used to living alone in such a big house, miss song."
the pitter-patter of rain continued to slide down the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
song qincheng gently pressed the lock button, and the phone screen instantly lost its light. in the end, she did not let shen che pick it up.
because of auntie gong's presence, song qincheng did not stay in the bedroom.
