The red sports car navigated through the night and finally stopped in front of a villa. The gate slowly opened, and after parking the car in the back garage, I got out, approached the front door, and gently pushed it open with a key.
Looking at the living room shrouded in darkness, my black eyes flashed a hint of blue light, which then quickly hid away. What was once a blurry and unclear environment became clear.
I placed my backpack on the stool at the bar, my ears subtly picked up the sound of breathing coming from inside. Cautiously, I walked towards the direction of the sound.
Seeing the young man lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, I squatted down slightly, carefully observing him.
I always knew Qin Zhan was very handsome. That kind of handsome was somewhere between stern and mischievous. If Qin Zhan had his eyes closed, those sharp, well-defined facial features made him seem unapproachable and cold.
