Then.
He put down the phone, turned around, and looked at Lu Man Man.
Lu Man Man looked at him the same way.
He seemed to have stayed for a second before leaving.
He left, walked out of the bedroom, and didn’t say a word.
Neither of them said a word.
Lu Man Man lowered her eyes.
Mo Xiuyuan could be like this, it was already beyond her imagination.
She did not know what kind of joys and sorrows he was going through under that cold-blooded face of his.
Outside the bedroom.
She vaguely heard Mo Xiuyuan explaining some things to Zhai an.
Then, the door opened and Mo Xiuyuan left.
Not long after he left, Xiao Chen came.
He had always been at the beck and call of the imperial capital.
At this moment, he was helping Zhai an to treat her wounds.
Lu man leaned on the big bed.
Her eyes were looking out of the window at the sky. She looked out at the quiet night outside the window.
For a long time.
