C1103 Things That Are Unhappy

The driver was about to drive Ye Chen home.

He sat in the back seat, his hands naturally resting on his legs. He looked forward, his eyes empty. No one knew what he was thinking.

Half an hour later, the driver had driven the car back to the villa. He called Ye Chen a few times before he reacted. He got off the car mechanically and walked back home.

In the yard