After leaving school, Ye Anhao went home for a while. After having dinner with Grandma Ye, Ye Anhao returned to Ouyang Che's apartment.
As she opened the apartment door, Ye Anhao saw a pair of leather shoes at the entrance and couldn't help but frown.
Ouyang Che is back? Isn't today a weekday? Why has he been appearing so sporadically lately?
Although Ouyang Che said he wouldn't do anything to her, every time she was with him, her nerves involuntarily tensed.
Changing into slippers, Ye Anhao walked step by step into the living room and saw the man who had been absent for half a month sitting on the sofa.
She wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but the whole living room seemed to be shrouded in a low-pressure atmosphere, and the air around Ouyang Che felt thinner than usual.
Ye Anhao glanced at Ouyang Che's handsome face and saw that his expression was unpleasant, colder than thousand-year-old ice.
