Nan Yu closed her eyes and leaned against the window, her fair face exuding a sense of tranquility, her long, dense lashes like those of a beautiful doll.
The golden sunlight fell upon her, seemingly draping her in a layer of sacred light that made her seem inviolable.
She appeared not to be sleeping peacefully, with a slight frown on her brows, her lips tightly pursed, radiating an aura of exhaustion.
Huo Juanyan watched her, his expression slowly softening.
In that instant, the surrounding winter snow seemed to melt away, and spring appeared suddenly.
"Xia Xing, have Bodyguard Lao Ning come to pick me up, you take her home," Huo Juanyan instructed.
Xia Xing stood in shock, his eyes wide in disbelief as he looked at Huo Juanyan; he opened his mouth and finally managed to say a single sentence.
"President Huo, aren't you supposed to keep your distance from Miss Nan..."
Keep a distance?
