The voice came so suddenly that Ran Xueyi was unable to react immediately, but the arms that held her waist tightened even more and Song Yu Han didn't even let her stand on her feet correctly and carried her to the living room and gently placed her down the couch.
Ran Xueyi finally saw him through the brimming lights from the city and the moon coming through her ceiling-to-floor glass window.
Song Yu Han stood in front of her with that tall figure of his in a black satin shirt and pants that fitted his body so well. He looked extremely elegant and handsome that no one could compare to how good he looks right now.
"What are you doing here?" Ran Xueyi asked.
Song Yu Han kneeled in front of her and touched her ankles to massage her feet one by one. "I had something to do in the next city and thought to come here today to see how you're doing. But I didn't expect that you'd be driving yourself to death if I hadn't arrived."
