Natalie's emotional fluctuations were only one-tenth of Zoe's. She wore light makeup, but the gap between her eyebrows was still visible.
She didn't pay attention to Samuel, and when she passed him, she just treated him as a passerby.
"Zoe, I'm tired." Natalie slowly walked forward.
Zoe held the camera in one hand. She put her arm around her shoulder, "Then I'll take you home."
"Yes." Natalie's voice was low, without any emotion.
The drizzle was like silk, falling slowly.
"Master, are you just going to let her go like that?" Oliver held up a large black umbrella, asking a rare question.
On both sides of the river, the sound of flowing water echoed.
Samuel looked at her departing back, his thin lips tightly pursed, his cold, handsome face revealing incomprehensible emotions.
"No ru
