at the duan family's gate.
the autumn sun was warm and dry. this was a high-end residential area, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. apart from the wind and grass, there was only the autumn cicadas 'chirping. duan linbai raised his hand to cover his eyebrows and carefully stared at the people approaching.
compared to a few months ago, xu xin seemed more mature and stable. perhaps it was because she had stepped into society, but he was holding a large paper box in his hands that covered half of his face.
the woman behind him followed closely behind him, holding a cloth bag in her hand as she tidied up her clothes uneasily.
xu shunqin followed his gaze and looked over. this was ...
although he wasn't a gossiper, he was in beijing. xu jiamu's incident was a huge one, so it was hard for him not to pay attention.
