Wen Xiangyang sat alone in her room, sitting for a very long time, from the dead of night until dawn, but Mu Lingqian did not return. He did not return nor did he call her.
The sky was lighting up with the color of a fish's underbelly by the time Wen Xiangyang, who hadn't slept all night, sluggishly stood up and walked downstairs.
Just as she got downstairs, she heard the sound of the door opening. She looked towards the door to see Mu Lingqian standing there, with a key in his hand.
The moment Wen Xiangyang saw Mu Lingqian, she stopped in her tracks on the staircase, silently watching him.
Mu Lingqian also saw Wen Xiangyang, dishevelled, pale, and with dark circles under her eyes, standing at the stairway. He furrowed his brow at her appearance but quickly averted his gaze.
Mu Lingqian entered the villa and made his way towards Wen Xiangyang.