Tang Anzhi wrapped herself in a thin quilt and got up, looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, she saw his car driving away from here.
She sighed inwardly, her chest filled with an overwhelming sense of reluctance.
He had just left, and she was already missing him. This half a month would indeed be quite long, and she couldn't help wondering if his mission would be dangerous, or where it would take him.
Standing silently at the window for a while, she finally turned around. There was a separate walk-in closet in the room, and Tang Anzhi walked over to it. When she saw that more than half of the clothes in the closet were women's, along with a cabinet full of women's shoes and another full of various bags, she couldn't help but marvel.
Wow, when did this guy buy all this? She didn't know about it at all.
