Yan Luoxi slumped into the chair, her hands empty, and her heart equally devoid. Suddenly, she remembered something, and hurriedly dashed out of the café, stopping a car by the roadside and leaving.
Li Yeqi returned late at night after reporting to the military district and handling some important matters in the army. It was already mid-to-late October, and the days grew shorter and the nights longer, especially in the Imperial Capital after autumn sets in.
Li Yeqi had previously arranged to meet Mo Beichen at Zuo'an, and he arrived just on time, but Mo Beichen had already arrived early and was sitting alone in the private room, drinking in silence.
