Marquis Wu and his wife watched Xiao Jinxing and the others leave, then they returned to their house.
Outside the house, the cold was bitter and the ground frozen.
When leaving, they also told Wu Xufan and Xiao Hezhen to go back early.
Naturally, Xiao Hezhen lingered, and Marquis Wu and his wife thought she was reluctant to part with her elder brother, so they didn't think much of it.
Only Wu Xufan knew.
For whom Xiao Hezhen was lingering.
The gaze of Xiao Hezhen, whom she was looking at.
And a good distance after the carriage had left, that man riding the horse, Yuan Wenkang, suddenly turned back for a glance.
In his heart, he had to admit that he was still concerned about Xiao Hezhen.
This look back, however, revealed that Xiao Hezhen hadn't yet left.
He quickly turned away again.
Appearing, very indifferent.
Xiao Hezhen, at the moment when Yuan Wenkang looked back.
A single tear fell from her eyes.
Filled with heartache.
It was so sudden and unexpected.
Clearly.
