C360 Xin Zezhao Wanted to See His Son

The sky was dark, as if it had just been painted with ink, but the noise of the city could be heard from time to time.

It seemed that time had never been so quiet, or perhaps it should have been so quiet. . . Lianh Xiaoyuh held the red wine in her hand and quietly looked out the window. It had been a while since she returned to the country and had been staying in the hotel