A moment passed, the door opened, and, as expected, it was Julie who opened it. Seeing Chu Xinning, Julie looked visibly surprised.
"Madam?!"
Indeed, she was here, too.
Lately, they must have been living together.
A flicker of unusual emotion crossed Chu Xinning's eyes, but her face remained expressionless.
"Where is he?"
Without waiting for Julie to answer, footsteps were already coming from upstairs—Qin Zhaoyang was adjusting his shirt cuffs as he walked down,
"In a while, remember to get the clothes I prepared for the madam..." Noticing Chu Xinning standing in the entrance hall, Qin Zhaoyang's eyes brightened, "You came!"
After so many days of a cold war, Chu Xinning had hardly said a word to him since that last time.
He purposely looked for excuses to go home when she was there, but she would always hide in the study or somewhere else, deliberately avoiding him.
This time, she actually took the initiative to look for him, which truly surprised Qin Zhaoyang.
