I don't know how many cigarettes ended, the large office was also filled with smoke. Shen Yiran got up, picked up the clothes behind the chair, turned off the office lights, and drove away...
At two in the morning, the car stopped under that familiar building. Counting the floors, he realized it was so late, but the lights in her house were still on. Could it be she hadn't slept yet?
She had already started her internship, but she was very clumsy in this area. Was it because of work, that she was busy until so late and couldn't sleep?
Didn't that man take care of her at all?
He got out of the car and couldn't help lighting another cigarette, staring at the light upstairs without blinking.
Upstairs, in the luxurious and spacious wedding room, it had basically always been Dudu living alone. During the early days of their marriage, Qiao Luchen would live here, but slowly he stopped coming home.
