He brought Tao Hua along for Lin Xinlan's health, and now it turned out to be just in time.
After a night of emergency treatment, Lu Xiaofan was breathing again and out of danger.
Rong Shaoze took a shower, changed clothes, and quietly returned to Lin Xinlan's bedroom.
The sunlight poured in from the window, carrying the scent of winter, bright and beautiful.
Lin Xinlan opened her eyes groggily, meeting Rong Shaoze's deep and attractive gaze.
The warm sunlight illuminated him, casting a faint halo around him, making him seem too beautiful to be a mere mortal.
Lin Xinlan watched him foolishly, not daring to make a sound, afraid that any noise might startle him and cause him to disappear.
Rong Shaoze, too, gazed deeply at her. Seeing that she didn't speak, he stroked her face and asked with a light smile, "What's wrong?"
Lin Xinlan's eyes shimmered slightly, and she smiled, "You're real."
