Indeed, two days later, Jiang Yichun caught up with them. When he appeared, he was dressed in black, wearing a black cloak with a hood that covered most of his face, almost leading everyone to mistake him for an assassin coming to attack.
"Master Jiang, are you alright?" Muyu asked, slightly excited by his side.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yichun had eyes only for one person, as if the only person in the world was the woman he had longed for. He dashed over and wrapped his arms around Bai Ruozhu.
Xiu Cuicui was sitting next to Bai Ruozhu, eating. The audacious move by the unfamiliar man who suddenly appeared startled her, and she covered her mouth with her hand. But soon, she realized this was her mistress's husband and couldn't help but feel envious.
The man's gaze was fervent, urgent, like a fire that could burn someone to ashes, yet it only reflected the image of Bai Ruozhu. This must be what it looks like to truly love someone, right?
