The memories continuously reviving in her mind told her that she might not be herself after a certain day.
In such circumstances, what is the meaning of practicing martial arts?
During a break in his practice, Jiang Ning couldn't help but look toward the room where Wang Qintan was.
Through the open window, with the "ding-ling" of the swaying wind chimes, he saw Wang Qintan with her head lowered, her face slightly flushed.
Looking at Wang Qintan in this vague manner, a trace of suspicion arose in Jiang Ning's heart.
He then shook his head.
Not to pry into others' privacy.
...
Ye Mansion.
In the quiet room.
"Sir, that's the situation!" The man in black reported to Ye Zhengqi.
"You're saying that Bai Hesong led a group of disciples into Lord Jiang's residence, but left without any commotion?" A hint of confusion appeared in Ye Zhengqi's eyes.
He had his subordinates closely monitoring Jiang Ning's residence to step in and help when necessary.
