Ever since Qiao An moved into the courtyard, every time Huo Xiaoran passed by Qiao An's courtyard, he couldn't help but look up and glance inside. When he heard the children's laughter and Qiao An's gentle voice, he would feel satisfied.
But today, her courtyard was exceptionally quiet.
Huo Xiaoran's heart sank for some reason. He picked up his phone and called Qiao An. The phone rang a few times before Qiao An picked up.
But she was extremely silent and didn't speak for a long time.
An ominous feeling enveloped Huo Xiaoran.
"An'an, aren't you home?"
Qiao An made a sound of agreement. Then fell back into silent silence.
Compared to her usual talkative personality, Qiao An was too abnormal today.
"Where are you?" Huo Xiaoran asked fearfully.
Qiao An didn't answer his question. After a long time, she said, "Mr. Ho, I've moved out of Heavenly Imperial Garden. I've decided to return the houses to you."
