Shen Mianmian was a bit puzzled. How could He Nan change his expression so suddenly?
Her steps were much shorter than He Nan's, and she trudged up the stairs behind him. When they reached the upstairs, He Nan was about to open the door, but it was pulled open from inside by a man in his late twenties. The man, handsome and with a composed air, was wearing a gray coat and a plaid scarf. He was about the same height as He Nan, but his aura was not as cold as He Nan's.
Upon seeing He Nan, he spoke with a detached expression, "Back pretty quickly. I was planning to go out and buy some stuff, but since you're back, never mind."
After he said that, he swept his gaze over Shen Mianmian and then turned to walk back into the room.
He Nan followed him inside and asked, "When did you arrive?"
"You'd just left for a short while when I got here," Ruan Yiqian sat down on the sofa and seeing something in He Nan's hand, he asked, "What's that you're holding?"
