When Ren Feng returned to the villa, it was almost 10 o'clock.
He had spent a few hours at Liou Rumei's place, then went to Ghost Mountain, and came back deep into the night.
Parking the car, Ren Feng pushed open the door and walked directly into the living room.
But as soon as he entered the living room, he found Xia Wenxue sitting on the sofa flipping through a magazine.
"You're back?"
Xia Wenxue turned her head, brushed her hair aside, and the worry in her beautiful eyes dissipated.
For some reason, seeing Ren Feng made her feel at ease.
Ren Feng was taken aback, then smiled slightly, "Xue'xue, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Well, I couldn't really sleep," Xia Wenxue closed the book, "If you're hungry, there's still food in the microwave."
Ren Feng walked over with a smile, "No need, I'm not hungry."
"Then I'll make you a cup of milk tea."
