Bai Luo sat up by herself, taking in the people around the room with a glance.
Finally, her gaze rested on Jiang Yan.
Her hands that rested on the quilt trembled slightly, clenched into a soft fist, her clear eyes tinged red with excitement.
Su He, being the closest to her, saw this most clearly.
Immediately afterward, everyone heard her call out to Jiang Yan, "Ah Yan, long time no see."
The deep affection that surfaced in her eyes was undisguised.
Bai Luo's voice was tender, and soft, like a light feather brushing across their hearts.
At least to Xi Jue, her voice triggered ripples in the depths of his heart.
However, Jiang Yan's demeanor remained indifferent and unaffected. He gave her a cold glance and then looked away.
Su He just pursed her red lips slightly, then felt a twinge of discomfort in her heart.
Although she had said she did not care before, seeing it in person still made her feel uneasy.