Ou Jue stood there with a straight posture, the sunlight streamed through the lattice window, accentuating his air of nobility.
The man did not speak, just standing there ambiguously, yet seemed shrouded by an intimidating atmosphere.
Anna was still crying, sobbing uncontrollably.
There was not a trace of emotion in Ou Jue's eyes as he spoke coldly, "Take good care and heal your wounds, I'll be visiting often these days."
"If you're here only out of gratitude or sympathy…"
"I said I would come, so I will." Ou Jue interrupted her, looking at her condescendingly, his words seemingly caring but coming out icy cold, "Don't overthink, just rest peacefully."
Ou Jue said he would be visiting her these days.
Anna lowered her head, her voice gradually wavered into soft sobs.
He had an important conference call with America that morning, Ou Jue soon left.
