Zhuang Haoran seemed to frown with concern, not expecting she intended to stand there and watch him leave. So, as if he had no choice, he turned and walked toward his car.
When he opened the driver's seat door, bent down to climb in, sat in the driver's seat, pulled on the seatbelt, he could see from the rearview mirror that she was standing there waiting for him to leave.
As if she was very afraid he wouldn't go home.
Zhuang Haoran was almost speechless, wondering since when she started worrying about his grandmother?
Worrying about his grandmother?
Zhuang Haoran suddenly contemplated this thought, and then he quickly pulled down the gear shift, stepped on the gas, and headed towards Duke Philips's castle.
The stars were dazzling, and the night was like water.
The sheer white curtains, dancing lightly with the night breeze, fell gently on the person lying in bed by the window.
