She instinctively hid to the side where there was a blind spot that could completely shield her body.
Gu Nanqiao clenched her fists, holding her breath, waiting for the approaching car.
After a short while, the car arrived at the doorstep.
Her gaze was fixed on the license plate number, and when she saw it clearly, her heart twitched slightly.
It was indeed Huo Jingting's car.
The car stopped by the villa's entrance, and soon, the door opened—first, a pair of long and straight legs stepped out, followed by his body exposed to her view.
The dim night was made clear and bright by the light, his handsome face concealed in the darkness, ambiguous, yet the familiar contours and features of his brows and eyes were clearly seen by her.
Gu Nanqiao's breath halted, and as she saw his face clearly, she felt as if all the blood in her body was about to freeze.
It was actually Huo Jingting.
