Song Yan's voice was somewhat hoarse, "How long have I slept?"
"About half an hour," the driver checked the time and replied.
Song Yan opened the car door and got out. It was only when she saw the stone pier at the entrance that she realized this place wasn't the Song Mansion, but Xianxianfu.
"Why did you take me here?" She turned to knock on the window and asked displeasedly.
The driver replied, "Miss, you said so yourself..."
Song Yan frowned. She didn't remember giving such instructions. Could it have been Uncle Bai?
Just as she was about to get back in the car, the door behind her suddenly opened.
"Song Yan." Following that, the familiar male voice rang out.
Song Yan's movements halted.
Soon, she was embraced.
Gu Chenxiao had noticed her purposeful avoidance, including their brief encounter at the funeral earlier that day, and although he understood her distress, he couldn't comprehend it.
Why did he feel like she was deliberately distancing herself, avoiding him?
