Xia Ximeng wore a look of reluctance to let go, but her son's job was indeed in Jingcheng, and she felt it would be inappropriate to force him to stay.
Before leaving, Li Yuan also glanced at Li Xiangyang, "Father, take care."
After giving a slightly nodding acknowledgment, he took Huo Yishan by the hand and bid farewell to each person before turning around and walking out the gate.
Li Xiangyang sat on the sofa, his brow involuntarily furrowing.
In the past two days, he had also attempted to investigate this girl, yet couldn't unearth anything substantial about her; her life was like a blank paper, with no trace of her identity or background.
What was the reason?
She came from Jingcheng, claiming to be from a distinguished family, yet the name Huo Yishan never appeared in the social circles of Jingcheng's elite. Could she be lying?
Watching the two figures grow smaller in the distance, Li Xiangyang couldn't help but sink into a deep reflection.
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