After entering the door, she found the living room lights on and thought it was Uncle Zhong who left them on for her.
She was a bit thirsty, changed her shoes, and went straight to the Central Island.
She poured herself half a glass of cold water and drank it all in one go.
Just as she finished drinking, an arm suddenly reached around her waist, she instinctively grabbed it, and before she could exert any strength, a warm heat source came from behind her.
Immediately after, a familiar and faint sandalwood fragrance enveloped her senses.
Jiang Yan circled her into his arms from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Why are you back so late?"
His husky and magnetic voice sounded in her ear.
Su He didn't know he was back today.
The familiar and captivating voice of the man brought her back to her senses.
She asked, "When did you come back?"
"I've been home waiting for you for several hours," the man's voice was low, carrying a hint of grievance.