"Brother Han," Yan Wuxu forced a smile, not wanting Han Fang to see her pitiful expression.
"Why did you come back?" Han Fang scratched his head, still the same old Han Fang who, when looking at her, would be at a loss for words and blush unnaturally like Brother Han.
In this world, there were still people who truly loved her, and Yan Wuxu's heart was once again filled with hope. She smiled and said, "I just came by to see."
"It's so late, where's the driver? Are you doing alright... there?" Han Fang also felt weak, just like Mrs. Yan had, especially after what had happened at the Su family and the things Yan Wuxu did to the father and daughter of the Su family, Han Fang had once stopped interacting with Yan Wuxu.
But tonight, seeing the pitiful sight of her curled up at the door, he still instinctively walked over.
