Sowing Seeds of Discord (10)

Shen Zihao was still sitting in the garden when Xia Nuannuan arrived. He sat alone, shrouded by the darkness around him, as though abandoned by the world.

It was a cold night.

He hadn't realized that it had started to snow.

His hair and eyebrows were dusted with a thin layer of white powder.

Like a frozen snowman.

She remembered the man who had once been insufferably arrogant, who had carried her out of the Glitter Club and had also told the general manager not to make things difficult for her. As she looked at this same man, who was before her now, Xia Nuannuan felt a sort of pain in her heart.

She walked closer and called quietly, "Mr. Shen?"

At the sound of her voice, he snapped out of his dazed state and came back to his senses. Slowly, he moved his frozen neck and his gaze focused when he saw her. "You're here."

Xia Nuannuan nodded.

As a medical staff, she was good at taking care of people.