After leaving Nanshan Villa, Qiao Mo walked along the mountain road.
This area is a villa district, sparsely populated. She walked without encountering a single person, only an occasional passing car.
The night was slightly cool. She didn't know how long she'd been walking but had yet to come across a hotel.
She paused, hugging her arms, and looked back in the direction she came from.
She had walked quite far; from here she could see his villa brightly lit.
Qiao Mo chuckled self-deprecatingly. How could she expect a man like that to care about her well-being?
She sighed lightly, gathered her spirits, and continued walking for a long time.
It wasn't until more than half an hour had passed that she finally encountered a very luxurious hotel.
She got a room, took a shower, and then flung herself onto the bed.
The person who wrote the letter, to him... must be important.
She tossed and turned for a long time, unable to sleep due to the unfamiliar room and atmosphere.
