บท 544: Song Yaoyao, What Do You Want To Do?

There were traces of her movements everywhere.

"Gege? Are you there?"

Song Yaoyao couldn't explain what she was feeling. There was disappointment and sadness, but there was also determination.

Tonight, there was only room for success; she was not allowed to fail!

She clenched her small fists and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Tilting her head, she pricked up her ears and listened carefully. She seemed to have heard the movements coming from the balcony.

She walked around the bed and walked over quietly.

Opening the door, her field of vision suddenly widened.

This was an enclosed balcony. A huge French window rose from the ground, and she could see the scenery of the manor at a glance.

The man spread his arms and leaned against the soft sofa. His ink-black hair hung down. His feathery eyelashes were long and clear, like some kind of insect that had fallen into hibernation and had stopped above his eyelids.