As the clock neared nine, the front door finally stirred. Qin Youxuan, sitting on the sofa and almost asleep, instantly stood up.
She hurried to the entrance.
Seeing the figure approaching her, her hands and feet tensed, unsure of where to place them.
"You're back."
Qin Youxuan's voice was so soft even she could barely hear it, and she didn't know if Dan Hanjie had heard her. He just gave her a cold glance and walked straight past her into the living room.
As he took off his coat, Qin Youxuan instinctively reached out to catch it, but Dan Hanjie turned his arm and handed it to the butler instead.
Qin Youxuan watched her empty-handed gesture, her gaze turning somewhat desolate.
She was very hungry, but with Dan Hanjie returning so late, had he already eaten?
Qin Youxuan's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.