When su Xianghui thought about this, a light flashed in her mind and her blood started to boil.
Just as su Xianghui was about to find a piece of paper to write her business proposal, she heard a series of coughs coming from inside the room.
"Cough cough ..."
Su Xianghui was jolted awake and ran into the house. She was surprised to see the man awake."You're awake?"
Lou Wenmao looked at su Xianghui and seemed to understand what was going on."It was you who saved me!"
When the man spoke, his voice was low and mellow, like a distant zither that could pluck people's heartstrings.
However, su Xianghui could always hear a hint of difference in the man's voice.
The man looked very young, around 20 years old, but his entire person exuded a sense of desolation. His eyes seemed calm, but there was a flash of sadness in them.
Su Xianghui observed him quietly and could tell that the man had a story to tell.
