After Li Huai left, Liu Jiang came to Xuan Bingbing and said, "Bingbing, regardless of anything, the safe return of Xiangli is the best result."
Xuan Bingbing glanced at Liu Jiang and asked, "Do you also believe what Li Huai said?"
Without thinking, Liu Jiang nodded his head.
Liu Jiang was becoming more and more of an enigma to Xuan Bingbing. Or was it because he had learned to conceal his true thoughts, everything he said before were lies?
"You believe him, but I don't!" Xuan Bingbing still clung to her belief.
Just as she finished speaking, Liu Xiangli's voice came from upstairs.
"Why don't you believe him?" Liu Xiangli, looking a bit dazed, steadied herself on the mahogany handrail and came downstairs.
After waking up, Liu Xiangli found herself in her own room. Then, from the lingering scent on her body, familiar and long missed, she knew that Li Huai had come to her rescue.
But she was the only one in the room. Had Huai already left?
No, he might still be downstairs.
