C752 Who Poisoned You?

Lan Qingwan sat at the table, her back to him, wearing a light green blouse.

Yan Xiuchuan stopped, his voice softening, "Wan."

Lan Qingwan turned suddenly, seeing Yan Xiuchuan standing in the candlelight. His hair and face were bathed in a gentle glow, half hidden in shadow. Yet, the smile on his lips was incredibly warm.

"You’re here." She walked to the iron bars, meeting his gaze