"I..." Xia Ning's face tightened, and she said with a lack of confidence, "In my heart, He Xing is priceless, but...you...you name your price. What do I need to do for you to leave He Xing?"
Unbeknownst to her, the wind had already stopped, leaving no trace behind. Only the fallen leaves on the ground remained, evidence that the wind had been there.
Fu Han's gaze shifted slightly, and she could see the He Family's villa not far away. Nestled among the mountains and forests, the villa looked so insignificant, like a toy castle, so distant and out of place, as if it were a projection from another world.
She had never felt her intuition so accurate before. Had it really become so difficult to reintegrate into that place after leaving it?