In the study.
Yan Qianyi halted in front of a row of bookshelves, scanning over them.
Mu Yunlie's home really lacked any signs of life, devoid of any semblance of liveliness.
He was close with his grandparents, but there wasn't even a single photo in the house.
She knew so little about him.
She reached out to pick up a book, but suddenly she heard the sound of military boots stepping on the floor, fast and urgent, getting closer and closer.
She turned her head to look.
In the next moment, she saw Mu Yunlie appearing at the doorway of the study.
He was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants.
Despite his refined and delicate attire, he was wearing a pair of tough, rugged military boots.
It was a strange combination, yet he managed to wear it in a distinctive way.
Elegance and wild ruggedness fused together on him, strangely without any discordance, still breathtakingly handsome.
