The sleeping pills were almost gone, Leng Weiwei sighed softly and placed a note on Yi Yuntian's pillow. Picking up her long packed luggage, she turned around and left the room.

The door closed softly.

The voice was extremely low, and even so, the moment the door closed, the man lying on the bed opened his eyes for a split second.

That elite gaze, like a sharp blade, split the darkness in two at once.

The man sat up, picked up the note that was sitting on his pillow, ...