บท 342: Moving In

Suddenly, a familiar man appeared. He walked with a steady military gait, but his dark green figure looked a little lonely.

"Chen…"

Lu Zhaoyang pursed her lips and clutched tightly onto her pocket watch as she watched him leave.

Night came. The crescent moon hung solitary in the sky.

She turned and pulled the curtains behind her. She felt uneasy.

She was on her way to the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

Ring!

Who would be visiting her at this hour?

Lu Zhaoyang slowly walked to the door and saw Huo Yunting's face through the peephole. He seemed to have a black suitcase with him.

She opened the door, confused. "Why are you here with a suitcase ?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Huo Yunting stepped into her apartment smoothly and smiled. "Don't close the door yet."

Lu Zhaoyang paused. What did that mean?

"There's someone else."

"..." Lu Zhaoyang had a sense of foreboding.