While Yan Qingruo was lost in thought, Chu Haozhe looked down at her.
He was tall and handsome, towering over her under the hallway light, his silhouette almost completely enveloping her.
Yan Qingruo let out a "huh" and immediately took two steps back, looking up, only to be caught in his gaze.
His eyes were entirely different from Chu Haoxuan's, they shone like they harbored gems, bright and spirited.
In comparison to Chu Haoxuan's peach-blossom eyes, his aura was distinctly different.
"I'll take you back," Chu Haozhe said in a deep voice.
Yan Qingruo glanced around and saw that everyone nearby was well-acquainted with Old Master Chen.
There was no point in staying any longer, so she nodded in agreement.
Chu Haozhe drove silently without speaking the entire way.
Yan Qingruo didn't speak either, watching the night scenery flash by outside the window.
Suddenly, she turned her head and asked, "Is it Mr. Zhe?"