Everyone has their own story!
Hidden in the deepest parts are things we're unwilling to touch. Ye Huanyan didn't want to delve into He Ziting's story, so she didn't think deeply about what Qiu Jin said.
After lunch, He Ziting went out.
At eight o'clock in the evening, because there was a social event, Ye Huanyan had already changed clothes...
He Ziting returned to pick her up.
She got into He Ziting's car to head out together, the car drove out of the He Family's gate.
Light rain was falling steadily.
Amidst the misty rain, she suddenly saw the figure of Lie Xunjue.
Without an umbrella, he was completely soaked by the rain.
Still wearing the suit from yesterday's wedding, but it seemed he had discarded the jacket and was only wearing a white shirt.
He stood in that wide open space, like a pillar, letting the cold rain pour over him, unmoving.
When she looked at him from the car window, he also met her gaze with his cold, stern face.
