While Ou Lan stared blankly at the woven bag on the floor, the door to the room was gently pushed open, and Zhan Moxiao walked in.
She had her back to him and did not turn around.
She knew he was there, he had always been there.
She did not disturb him, intending to clean up everything, say goodbye, and then return all the items.
She was just a fleeting visitor here, having arrived with nothing and planning to leave the same way. Of course, she would leave as pure as when she had come.
Zhan Moxiao had always been in the study.
Before Ou Lan returned, he had been standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching from afar. When she appeared, he was still standing there, watching her interact with Bahar, Bayin, Bahe, and Ah Xiong Chicken.
Only when she entered the castle, out of his sight, did he turn and sit down at his desk.
He heard the sound of her going upstairs.
He quietly turned on the surveillance and watched her through the computer screen.
