Non-Love Words

The wind was blowing, but the rain was still falling, and the light voice reached the man quietly in the rain through the rain curtain. The man had an elegant and handsome appearance, but his brows were frowning at the moment. Seemingly something was bothering him, he raised his head and said to the gorgeous house in front of him in a pleading tone: "Qingruo, I just ask you to see me." The door of the house opened, and the man's dim Mouzi instantly ignited the flame of hope, but it was extinguished again when he saw the person coming out. He asked in a low voice: "Qingruo still refuses to see me." The one who opened the door was Shuiyang, Qingruo's personal maid. She came to the man's side holding an umbrella and held it in her hand...