C790 Internal Strife

No one knew when Ye Zhao had left the hotel room. He went to the platform alone to admire the moonlight. A gust of autumn wind blew past, making Ye Zhao feel a little cold.

Light footsteps came from behind. A pair of slender hands put on his coat. Yu Jiashuai smiled and looked at the same place with Ye Zhao. She knew Ye Zhao had something on his mind