In the dead of a rainy night, the miserable wind carried the bitter rain, chilling to the bone.
Shen Shuci had been extremely cautious all the way, fearing she might disturb the Jiang Family. When she arrived at the door, under the dim streetlight at the corner, Huo Qinqi stood with a black umbrella, his whole being enveloped in a haze of smoke.
The light was very dim, and obscured by the umbrella, Shen Shuci could only see the glowing cigarette butt in his hand and the indistinct profile of his face.
This was her first time seeing Huo Qinqi smoke.
He noticed her out of the corner of his eye and only then did he raise his hand to extinguish the cigarette butt, his actions as decisive and brusque as ever.
As she approached, aside from the smell of rainwater, she could clearly smell the faint scent of tobacco on him.
"Why did you come down wearing so little?" his voice hoarse, "Get in the car first."
