Meanwhile.
Huo Zhenyang held the delicate woman in his arms as they descended the stairs.
Just as they were about to leave, he noticed her tilting her small face upward, staring at him as if looking at a gorilla.
"What, do you think I'm being too unreasonable?" He frowned slightly.
"No," she replied with a hidden meaning in her tone, "I just feel like you're still the same… you haven't changed at all."
The "same as before" she referred to was how, since the first year she met him, his temperament had remained constant.
She wanted to tell him she had remembered everything from that year with him.
But she didn't know how to say it all at once.
Would he even understand it… if she told him in this way?
He seemed to sense something off in her tone and was about to ask further when the driver's voice came from the entrance: "The car is ready, sir."
Without saying anything more, he carried her out of the villa and got into the car.
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