The moonlight was desolate, and Bai Xiao lay on the bed scrolling on her phone, casually waiting for Ye Huang.
As soon as she closed her eyes, the faces of that young man and the little girl would appear before her, and she couldn't fall asleep.
Fu Xue had left quite a while ago, and Ye Huang was still in the study without coming out; Bai Xiao thought about knocking on the door several times, but in the end, she didn't.
That young man looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old; how had he become Ye Huang's enemy?
[Xiao Bai, are you there?]
Suddenly, a message from Lance popped up.
Bai Xiao, feeling bored, chatted with him. [Yes, what's up?]
[Xiao Bai, I wronged Ye Huang about last time; I apologized to him.]
A chill ran through Bai Xiao as she sat up. [You know the truth?]
[Just found out. Xiao Bai, your husband is really awesome.]
[...]
[Seriously, if it weren't for him and Fu Xue, I might have died. Xiao Bai, your husband is alright, isn't he?]
