"Mom, I think Xiaoyou must be late, and I don't know if she'll come back or not."
Zhu Ti entered the living room and took a dig at Lu Xiaoyou first.
She sat down beside Zhu Yan, and though she was speaking to Yuan Lan, her gaze kept stealing glances toward Han Xiusi.
Han Xiusi was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater today, and had taken off his coat upon entering the living room, handing it over to a servant. He had a lean figure, sitting on the sofa with a straight back and long legs.
The more Zhu Ti looked at him, the more enchanted she became. If only such a gentle and refined man could be her boyfriend.
However, Han Xiusi was sitting with Zhu Yan, and their relationship seemed to have warmed up quite a bit. When Zhu Ti had walked in, they were still talking.
