Her voice was clear and lazy, revealing no trace of anomaly.
If it weren't for those eyes being too desolate, Shen Zhimei would almost believe that the tangled mess in her mind was all imagined.
...
Logically, aside from the closest family members, it is inappropriate for others to enter a couple's bedroom.
After all, a bedroom is such a private space, hiding many things unseen by outsiders, like the wedding photo on the wall, or the two pillows snugly placed together at the head of the bed…
However, the study now was too overwhelmingly filled with the smell of tobacco.
When Mu Jin Huan and Nan Ze walked into the bedroom, they were followed by a man in a suit, looking just around in his early twenties, wearing glasses, with an expression slightly grave.
Nan Wan recognized this person; although young, he was already a renowned top lawyer in Qing City, also a friend of Huo Yihan, more so, Xu Moyi's buddy since childhood.
His name was Song Zhi Nian.
