The man outside the door heard Han Xiangyang's words, his mouth twitched, and then his fingers touched the side of his face that had been hit, sliding over his lips as if her warmth still lingered there. This feeling was somewhat unfamiliar to him.
Inexplicably, it stirred a slight tremor in his heart, with a faint trace of emotion surging unseen in his eyes.
He watched Han Wanwan's departing figure and glanced at the house number in front of the villa, with a half-smile, half-frown. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any of Yuwen Kangli's people.
Helplessly, he called Yuwen Kangli, only to be told that his car had broken down halfway and he needed help quickly.
Chu Ge turned around speechlessly and returned to his car, driving away.
Huffing and puffing, Han Wanwan returned to her room. Song Fang heard the commotion and cheerfully called out to her, "Wanwan, come, let me show you a photo."
