After the servants brought the medicine, Qi Yuan watched Su Ran drink it and waited for her to fall asleep. He then tucked her in and turned to leave the room.
In the living room, Qi Xiu was still standing straight with a serious expression on his face. When he saw Qi Yuan come out, he immediately stood more upright.
Qi Yuan observed him without a word, then sat down on the sofa, his gaze cold and stern.
He had none of the approachable and kind demeanor he showed in front of Su Ran.
He took out a cigarette and played with it in his hand, his long legs casually crossed, leaning against the sofa back in silence.
Time ticked by, and Qi Xiu stood there uneasily, his legs trembling slightly.
"Plop!"
A drop of sweat fell to the floor.
His forehead was covered in fine sweat, but he didn't dare wipe it off. He was nearly in tears.
He wondered what sins he had committed in his past life to deserve this.
