Both Song Qingyang and Song Zhongming were taken aback, as they both recognized it was Yu Dou's car.
Song Zhongming was merely surprised, but Song Qingyang bit her lip, her expression troubled.
She didn't understand, what was Yu Dou doing here? And at such a time, without any prior notice.
Soon, the car stopped, and the Nanshan Residence servant helped open the car door.
A man in a casual shirt and black trousers got out of the car.
The sky had already darkened, and the black car looked hazy under the orange lights of the Nanshan Residence.
The man's silhouette was also somewhat blurred by the glow, but indeed, his demeanor was calm, and he was exceptionally graceful.
Song Zhongming was the first to react, quickly stepping forward, his previously stern face transforming into a smile.
He asked Yu Dou why he came all of a sudden, saying he should have given a heads-up so they could have the servants prepare.
