Chapter 67 - Chapter 67: He Inched Towards Her Step by Step (1/2)

Chapter 67: He Inched Towards Her Step by Step

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When Huo Hannian opened the door, Wen Ruan hid in the bathroom. Once she entered, she saw a pair of black underwear by the bathtub and quickly averted her eyes.

Her fair face in the mirror was slightly flushed.

She really couldn’t tell that he was wearing a triangular dress.

How boring!

Huo Hannian opened the door and saw the servant, Aunt Li, bending over. He walked over and bent down to help Aunt Li pick up the letters, photos, and other things that were scattered on the ground.

“Thank you, First Young Master. I was just sorting out the things that Second Young Master left in the storeroom on the top floor. He asked me to take them to the hospital after I was done. I didn’t expect there to be too many things and I fell to the ground…”

Before Aunt Li could finish her sentence, she suddenly noticed that Huo Hannian’s expression was not quite right.

Huo Hannian held a love letter in his hand.

I want to be by your side all the time. When you’re unhappy, I’ll tell you jokes. When you encounter setbacks, I will be your pump; When you are happy, I will laugh with you.

I’m not a gentle girl, but for you, I can use all my gentleness.

Every night when I close my eyes, I think of you.

There were more than a hundred letters on the floor, so many that Huo Hannian couldn’t even read them.

Not only were there letters, but there were also photos and all kinds of gifts from little girls to boys.

Huo Hannian picked up one of the photos.

A handsome young man was sitting under a cherry blossom tree playing the guitar. The corners of his lips were curled into a warm smile. Not far away, a girl was sitting cross-legged, holding her cheeks with both hands. She looked at the young man with her deer eyes. The sun shone from behind her, and her eyes were like stars as she looked at the boy.

Huo Hannian’s eyes turned cold as he looked at the photo.

“Eldest Young Master, are you alright?” Aunt Li could feel the coldness emanating from Huo Hannian. She had always been afraid of this cold, gloomy, and taciturn young man.

Huo Hannian crumpled the photo into a ball. Aunt Li wanted to stop him, but it was too late.