After soothing Huang Wan with a few words, Yi Huai left the room and then headed to the adjacent room.
Ever since Huang Wan had aged so much, they had started sleeping in separate rooms. He really didn't want to see Huang Wan's appearance. Or to be more precise, he couldn't accept that the woman he once deeply loved had become like this.
Of course, he couldn't say that outright. His reason for sleeping separately was that he wasn't feeling well, suffering from occasional bouts of discomfort, and he was afraid of disturbing Huang Wan's rest.
Returning to the room next door, Yi Huai sat at the desk, his eyes dim and unclear, seemingly pondering something.
At this moment, his heart was in turmoil, unsure whether he should take Huang Wan's advice and actually seek that person. That woman was no pushover, and if things didn't go smoothly, his fate could end up even worse than now.
