Wen Suihan was just getting out of a car, and he hadn't looked over here at all.
Jiang Yi stood far behind him, but her gaze remained fixed on him.
Four years without seeing him, Jiang Yi never imagined that their meeting would be in such a setting.
Even more unexpected was that the heart she thought had been tempered by countless trials, now, in this moment, began to ache faintly once more.
She forcibly suppressed the emotions from her memory to prevent herself from running over and throwing herself into his arms.
She even repeatedly admonished herself that the man before her no longer belonged to her...
Yet, his body warmth, every line in his palm, her memory of them remained vivid.
Wen Suihan walked toward a business negotiation center opposite, his phone never disconnected during this time.
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Zhang Cheng returned to the front of the car to get the documents Wen Suihan needed.
