The days without Bai Xiao were so dull. Ye Huang simply stopped going home, busying himself with public affairs every day. The Ye Family villa once again reverted to its former desolation.
Three days later, Ye Huang came home early, quietly waiting for Bai Xiao.
In fact, he could always keep track of her movements. But, to test her true feelings, he deliberately instructed his subordinates to pause their reports.
He wanted to know her choice.
To return? Or not to return?
As dusk gradually deepened, Ye Huang turned on the television, sitting in the living room and waiting, occasionally glancing outside.
It had been a long time since he had waited for someone like this, and the feeling was somewhat torturous.
Ye Huang couldn't help but think back to three years ago, after his parents and older brother met with an accident, how he had waited in the same way.
Waiting for the day his brother would suddenly appear and tell him, "Huang, I'm back."