Seemingly hesitant about something.
He didn't speak, and she naturally did not pry into it, but in the end, she was the one who brought him out, so she would always lend him a hand.
Jiang Ruan looked at the ward indifferently.
Then she got up and left.
...
That night.
It was nearing dusk and it began to rain again. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the entire sky was gloomily dark, pressing down on people's heads, as if signaling a foreshadowing of devastation.
The car drove into a manor.
Navigating through the courtyard, it eventually stopped at the main entrance.
The man at the door instantly moved forward with an umbrella, opened the car door and a man got off.
Leather shoes stepping on the rain-splattered ground, a pair of phoenix eyes calm and tranquil, he strode in with long legs.
In the living room.
Several people were sitting on the couch.
