Yun Han felt a sudden realization, his hand hanging by his side clenched tightly, then weakened and loosened.
Outsiders praised that he and Shen Qingli were in harmony, but in his memory, despite being together for so long, they never seemed to have such a moment; Shen Qingli never did such a thing for him.
This moment, Yun Han suddenly doubted, does Shen Qingli really love him?
"Hey, you over there at the door, what are you doing here?" Jia Lan noticed the tall figure standing dumbfounded not far away, put down his chopsticks, and spoke in an unfriendly tone.
Shen Tang also turned her head to look, only to find Yun Han standing at the small courtyard gate not far away, half his body hidden in the shadow, holding something in his hand, looking quite distraught.
Who knows how long he had been watching.
Shen Tang frowned slightly, but did not get up to greet him, and spoke coldly, "What are you doing here so late at night?"
