Bai Wanwan had just stepped over the threshold when the morning breeze washed over her, carrying an unfamiliar scent.
Not far away, a male with a silhouette similar to Yan Lie's but a vastly different air about him stood with his back to her.
Yan Lie was as clear and bright as a mountain spring, but the male before her was like an unsheathed sword, radiating a piercing aura.
"Yan Lie, do we have a guest?"
She deliberately spoke up, her fingertips tapping lightly on the doorframe.
Both figures turned simultaneously.
Yan Lie instantly appeared at her side, his warm palm naturally settling on the small of her back. "Why are you up?"
His voice held a satisfied hoarseness, and his amber eyes were filled with a concern he couldn't hide.
Bai Wanwan's gaze, however, went past him, fixed directly on the unfamiliar male.
He was sizing her up as well, his sharp gaze feeling as if it could slice through flesh and see into her very soul.
