Wen Xinya was sitting on the couch and waiting for Si Yiyan to return.
The clock on the wall kept ticking and the rhythmic sounds of it filled the empty living room. They rang in her ears and made her feel incredibly frustrated.
Wen Xinya looked up at the clock to see that it was already eleven in the evening.
It had been an hour since they left the mansion at half-past ten. However, there was still no news from Si Yiyan.
Although she knew that Si Yiyan would be alright, she was still very worried.
Sprawled across the couch, Xu Xianghu bit a corner of the cushion and stared at Wen Xinya with tears in his large eyes.
He recalled the events that took place one minute ago…
He was sitting on the couch and watching the television with some fruit and snacks prepared by the servants placed in front of him.