Jiayi stood up when she heard noises from downstairs and ruffled Little Baozi's head, "You start writing on your own." She then walked out of Zaizai's room.
As soon as she exited, she saw the man at the entrance of the hall on the second floor.
After several days dealing with affairs at the hotel, he looked a bit thinner, yet even more strikingly handsome. His features were more pronounced, his brow carrying a hint of fatigue. Servants attended him, helping him off with his overcoat, while he undid the buttons of his white shirt, revealing the smooth curve of his neck, and started walking up towards the second floor.
They met on the corridor of the second floor and both stopped in their tracks.
Huo Zhenyang slightly lifted his eyelids, fixing his gaze on the somewhat pale little woman.
Jiayi forced herself to meet his eyes bravely, "You're back."
She still couldn't be sure if he had found out about Nie Yixiao, which made her quite nervous.