The fast-paced Maybach finally stopped in front of a streamlined villa.

Zong Xia looked at the house in front of him, followed Shen yuecang, holding a small flowerpot in his arms, limping forward at a very slow speed. He couldn't look down, turned back, and once again picked her up horizontally and walked into the house.

the things in the room are as simple as ever. Apart from some necessary furniture and appliances, there is nothing else in the room. The orderly arrangement is more like his overbearing and orderly style.

when he said "go home", did he mean here?

Zongxia is sitting on the dark blue sofa with her...