Ye Wutian smiled, "Alright then, you go back to your room and rest; I will be leaving first." Saying this, he turned and left.
Watching Ye Wutian's retreating figure, Wu Ting's heart soured with tears, muttering softly, "Thank you." By now, of course, she had guessed that Ye Wutian was that man named Mu Hao. Since he had not made this fact explicit, she could only treat it as a dream.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong! The sound of the doorbell rang.
Ye Wutian, just finished with his washing up and wiping his face, went to open the door.
Standing outside were the two sisters Sun Xiaoyue.
"Mr. Ye, we've come to say goodbye," Sun Xiaoyue said.
"Goodbye? Where are you planning to go?" Ye Wutian asked.
"Of course, back home. We can't possibly live in this hotel forever, can we?" Sun Xiaoyue replied.
"What plans do you have next?" Ye Wutian asked again.
