Zhong Lingling was extremely puzzled. She hadn't mentioned where she lived, yet Xiang Yimo steadily moved towards her home, step by step!
Could it be that Xiang Yimo knew where her house was?
Indeed, he was the young master of the Xiang Family. If he wanted to find something out, how could it be possible that he couldn't?
But that being said, was Xiang Yimo quietly paying attention to her? Otherwise, why would the mighty Young Master of the Xiang Family appear near her home in the dead of a cold winter night? Although this was part of the city, it was the outskirts, and the residents here still lived in self-built ordinary houses! For a young master like Xiang Yimo to show up here was simply inconceivable.
Zhong Lingling leaned gently on Xiang Yimo's shoulder, feeling the experience as surreal as a dream, yet at the same time, the feeling of hiding in Xiang Yimo's embrace was incredibly reassuring.