###Chapter254,Waiting
But when Ye Xiaoxi returned in the afternoon, Yan Qian was not in the house, not even in the end of the year. Only a servant guarding the door and two women in the kitchen were left, and they didn't know anything.
She was a little worried. His eyes were not clear yet, and his old injuries had not yet healed. It was too late for him to take a good rest and recover. How could he still run out? How could it be like this? Why didn't he think about Ye Xiaoxi and suddenly felt a little wronged? He held the chair to sit down, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Seeing the way he was right now, her heart was aching and she couldn't swallow it. However, he still didn't take her seriously.
She never asked him about the outside world. In the past, she didn't even say a word when it
