Qin Ruan pulled her sleeve from Rong Jing's hand.
She smiled detachedly and politely, "You can call me if anything comes up. It's late, you should accompany your father to the hospital."
Rong Jing, standing opposite her, felt dejected upon hearing this.
Missing such a beauty was truly a regret in life.
Rong Jing wanted to say something but his gaze passed over Qin Ruan to the figure behind her, and his expression changed drastically, revealing a look of terror.
As Qin Ruan turned to leave, a jacket was draped over her.
Huo Yirong stood behind her, gently draping the coat his younger brother had worn over her shoulders.
"Sec-, second master...."
Rong Jing immediately wilted, stammering as he spoke.
What he experienced that night at the Huo Mansion was unforgettable. The imposing aura of the second master of the Huo family was too sharp for Rong Jing to resist.
Huo Yirong glanced at him with his unfathomable eyes, his face showing indescribable mockery.
