Late at night, after taking care of official business, Leng Sichen didn't go straight back to Xia Yuxun's place, but instead headed to Qin Mengying's residence.
Qin Mengying found it strange when she heard the doorbell so late at night. Who could be ringing her doorbell at this hour?
Upon opening the door, Qin Mengying's face was a portrait of surprise.
"Leng Sichen... why is it you..." The man before her was impeccably dressed in a suit, without a single flaw, but his eyes betrayed an unusual sense of desolation and loneliness.
"May I come in? I need to talk to you," Leng Sichen spoke in a deep voice.
"Oh..." Qin Mengying fetched him a pair of slippers, "Please come in!"
As Leng Sichen entered, his expression became somewhat dazed at the sight of the interior.