Outside the window, the lights of the city were like little stars, flickering to show their vitality.
The evening breeze blew through the jungle trees in the mountains, causing the leaves to rustle and also ruffle the thin curtains by the window.
Under the dim lights, one could vaguely see two figures gradually approaching and ultimately becoming inseparable.
The next morning, the two of them woke up early and returned to the Huo Family.
Initially, she thought that her family members had yet to wake up at this time. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Uncle Zhang, who was standing not far away with a smile on his face.
"Uncle… Uncle Zhang?"
"Young Master, Young Madam…" Uncle Zhang looked at the two of them, who were behaving suspiciously like thieves. The smile on his face deepened." Last night, you two…"
Su Yayan looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Nothing happened last night. Nothing…"
