If he doesn't go, will Anna die?
Ou Jue just found this statement laughable, even slightly threatening.
He sat in the backseat of the car with his legs crossed, expressionlessly straightening the suit collar, "I think I've made it quite clear to her. I have things to attend to on my side, let's leave it at that."
"What I said is true." Lisa's tone was heavy, "In fact, Anna suffers from severe depression, and she's prone to mental breakdowns."
Depression... disorder?
Ou Jue slightly furrowed his handsome brows.
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Nighttime.
It was very late by the time Ou Jue returned to the Ou Family, the elders and the little munchkin were already asleep.
He tugged at his tie and walked over to sit on the sofa.
His tall and lean body sank into the sofa, with only the hallway light on, his silhouette was distinct, flickering between shadow and light, seemingly deep in thought.
Time ticked by slowly.
He didn't know how long had passed when he got up and went to the fridge.
