Later that night, her father found her, and then left a letter in the room she temporarily stayed in at the neighborhood committee, before taking her to the Great Northwest. He believed that after seeing the letter, both the neighborhood committee and this Fang Liang, the young master of the Fang family, would be reassured.
Xiao Wen stared blankly at the stone, somewhat dazed.
If she hadn't analyzed it wrong, this stone should have been picked up by him. Unexpectedly, this ordinary stone was preserved in such a manner by him.
Xiao Wen was about to reach out and touch the glass cabinet, but at that moment, as if sensing something, Fang Liang suddenly raised his head and looked in her direction.
Maybe it's because of living in silence for years, he is particularly sensitive to everything around him. Even though Xiao Wen was invisible at that moment and he couldn't see her, somehow he felt as if something was added to the room.
