Gu Yelin's dark eyes slightly sank as he had recently been busy with the homicide cases in Xuandu City, he indeed neglected that it was the time of seasonal change. For two years, Ye Feng's legs would suffer unbearable pain during such times, and being a man who would rather bite the bullet in silence, he naturally wouldn't say anything to anyone, and everyone had no choice but to comply with his temperament.
An Yiqing sensed a hint of melancholy in Gu Yelin's mood and felt somewhat stifled in her heart. It seemed she didn't quite like him being so unhappy... Hmm... She definitely had to cure that Ye Feng.
In fact, the seemingly slow-witted beauty had also started to catch on a little bit.
Gu Yelin knocked on the bedroom door and, with An Yiqing, entered the room.
