Is Mr. Huo Playing So Wild with His Wife?

The drizzling rain fell gently on the ground, creating a soothing rhythm of rainfall amid the misty surroundings. Gu Pianpian stood at a sparsely populated intersection, gazing at the brightly lit city. She quietly waited for a taxi to arrive.

Her gracefully arched eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her gaze remained calm. Her tall and elegant figure seemed to merge with the lush trees behind her, and in this ethereal setting, she appeared serene yet lonely—a celestial being descending to the mortal world.

Suddenly, a black limited-edition Maybach pulled up beside her with a swift motion.

In a daze, Zhou Yan's head appeared from the passenger seat. "Mrs. Huo, please get in."

From the time she had entered the hospital until she left, at least three hours had passed. Had Huo Qing'ang been waiting for her all this time?

Gu Pianpian was slightly incredulous as she got into the car. The back seat, which had been Kongwu just moments ago, was now filled with documents.