When they got home, they saw a man waiting for them in front of their house. Lei Zhao raised his brows when he saw the person standing there.
"Ye Xing?" Lei Zhao asked with uncertainty. Lei Zhao remembers that he was on a mission so why was he back, looking like a living corpse?
Yan Mei looked at the man and frowned slightly. He was good looking, he had dirty blond hair that was styled yet wavy. His jawline was sharp, and his nose was slightly upturned. His lips were full and surrounded by a stubble of his beard. His eyes were bloodshot, his skin paler and his brows were furrowed with fatigue. He looked familiar but she couldn't remember where she has seen him before.
"Lei Zhao." Ye Xing whispered with a sigh of relief.
"What are you doing here?" Lei Zhao asked as he turned to glance at Yan Mei.
