Xu Haohao quickly freshened up, wearing slippers, she hurried down from the master bedroom on the second floor and opened the door.
"Hi."
Xu Haohao was dumbstruck, staring at the blonde youth in front of her. His smile was radiant, and his jade-like fingers were waving at her.
"Xuan Ting? Why is it you?!" Xu Haohao exclaimed in surprise, somewhat incoherent, "You... didn't you say you were retiring into seclusion? Damn, why are you here?"
Previously, Xuan Ting kept saying Feng Huaimu had issues but couldn't provide evidence. In a moment of heated stubbornness, she even had a cold war with him.
Later, due to matters related to Mo Si Huang, Xuan Ting became greatly disillusioned and retreated to the Northern Land, claiming never to return again in this life.
During these years, although she always kept his contact information, he never reached out to her again, as if he vanished from this world.
She never expected a chance to see him again in this life.
