About two hours passed.

Ye Han took the bus all the way from the shantytown reconstruction area of Tang Ling's family to his home.

By the time I got home, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Taking out the key and opening the door, Ye Han walked in as slowly as possible.

Because, he didn't want to wake Ye Bingqian to rest......

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