At nightfall, Gu Junhan leaned against the car door, looking up at the room upstairs.
He had never been inside Xi Muchen's home, so he didn't know which light on that floor was theirs. Yes, they... she and Xi Muchen were already married.
Gu Junhan closed his eyes gently, a bitter taste slowly spreading across his chest, yet a smile tugged at his lips.
At first, the driver thought he was going to see Xia An'an, and showed a look of surprise when he knew he was coming here. In fact, even he himself didn't know why he had come.
"Young master, you've been standing here for almost half an hour, aren't you going up?"
Going up? To visit? Gu Junhan didn't answer the driver's question.
The driver who had brought Gu Junhan was an old chauffeur of the Gu family, who had watched Gu Junhan grow up. He wasn't without his suspicions about some matters over the years, but he never expected that Gu Junhan would come here today.
