Under the cloak of night, a man and woman hand in hand entered the house within the courtyard. It was only then that Gong Zhan came back to his senses. A flicker of disdain crossed his eyes as he turned and climbed into his car.
Uncle Yang had no idea what kind of scenery had captivated the young master of his household for so long, but he didn't plan to inquire further. He started the car and drove away.
Halfway through their journey, Uncle Yang abruptly halted the car. He called out to the figure outside, "Miss, what are you doing out here? Hurry up and get in the car. Let's go home together."
Late into the night, Uncle Yang was surprised to see Miss Gong Xin still outside. Gong Xin, although grown up, was still the young lady of the Gong family. She had always adhered to a strict curfew since childhood, and it was rare to see her out so late.
