Qin Ruan had just gotten into the car when Huo Yunjiao drew her into his embrace.
The cool, thin lips touched her reddened cheek caused by annoyance and embarrassment.
Just as Qin Ruan prepared to struggle free, Huo Yunjiao's soft and gentle voice rang out, "We're home."
This time, Qin Ruan did not resist and obediently nestled in his embrace to soak up the familiar scent.
Thinking of Ni Shanshan and Chen Jingyi, the elderly couple who had been entangled with each other almost their entire lives, she felt an indescribable sourness well up from the bottom of her heart.
Chen Jingyi stood outside the iron gate, watching the Huo Family's motorcade fade into the twilight.
He stood there for a long time before turning around to walk back, his steps steady yet heavy.
Ni Shanshan was sitting in the dining room with her daughter, Chen Sixing; whatever mother and daughter were talking about, their laughter was ceaseless. As Chen Jingyi entered the room, he heard their cheerful laughter.
