Pei Qinghan's brows knitted slightly, his expression somewhat inscrutable.
"I don't know."
Bai Xiangxiang's face revealed a trace of disappointment, but then she broke into a radiant smile, "It doesn't matter, after all, we'll have plenty of time in the future."
She grasped the measure quite well, ambiguously, blurring the boundaries, making Pei Qinghan's already hazy memory start to clear up around her.
No matter who that person was, in the end, it had to be her alone.
Pei Qinghan furrowed his brows and remained silent.
He looked in that direction again, it was empty, nobody in sight.
Anxious that something might go wrong, Bai Xiangxiang suggested that Pei Qinghan rest in the living room. Pei Qinghan, who had a slight headache, nodded faintly and followed Bai Xiangxiang into the villa.
"The living room is messy, with servants coming in and out, you won't be able to rest well, please go to my room upstairs instead." Bai Xiangxiang said.
