At dawn the next day, Luo Qianqian handed An Hao and He Wenyu over to Yan, and then chose to go alone to the small building from yesterday.
The morning was indeed very hectic, especially in this building, bustling up and down, extremely busy. The people passing by her all gave her glances.
Luo Qianqian stood calmly by the roadside looking towards the entrance, ignoring the gazes around her.
"You really came back to find me." A voice sounded. Luo Qianqian looked up, slightly opening her mouth, full of disbelief.
The eyes in front of her were very familiar, but the face had darkened significantly, looked much more tired and very thin, barely resembling the once gentle and jade-like nobleman.
His attire was not as it used to be, now wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, the most ordinary crew cut, with no sign of intentional dressing up, yet he still carried a noble aura, his presence not affected by his surroundings or attire.
