Instantly disappeared from his sight.
The old man's cloudy eyes gradually deepened, and he instructed the approaching old butler, "Have someone follow him."
...
Waiting? Waiting for what?
Xin Xiaoxiao stared at those two words sent by Xiang Yiqing, puzzled for a long time, unsure of what he meant.
Could he be coming over?
Speculating but uncertain, she simply dialed Xiang Yiqing's number.
As soon as Xiang Yiqing answered, she asked, "What do you want me to wait for?"
"Me."
Just one simple and understandable word, with a tone as calm as a breeze.
Though she had guessed, Xin Xiaoxiao was still surprised, "You're coming over?"
He always seemed like a scorpion to her; today he's actually coming over willingly?
Ugh, ugh, ugh!
What willingly coming over, making her sound like she's a man-eating beast.
"Yeah." Xiang Yiqing's response was another light, breezy affirmation.
