Xia Yuxun followed the man with the scar into a secluded guest room.
"Yuxun!" Nangong Lin, who was puffing away, immediately stubbed out his cigarette upon seeing Xia Yuxun, his face lighting up like a child's.
The scarred man sighed softly as he closed the door. His master was such a cold, heartless person, but he was exceptionally tender towards this woman. Yet his attitude wasn't the typical male-female interaction, so he had always been puzzled about their relationship. However, he never dared to ask more.
"Mr. Nangong, long time no see. How have you been recently?" Xia Yuxun greeted.
"Same as always!" Nangong Lin's heart was filled with mixed feelings upon being addressed as Mr. Nangong.
"Take care of your health, you smoke too much!" Xia Yuxun sat down at the table, propping her head up. Her drunken state made her appear endearing and cute, less cold and distant, and more warm and lovable.
Just one sentence, and Nangong Lin's heart felt joyful again.
