Mo Qiansu's heart suddenly raced.
At this moment, she completely forgot about having to shoot the advertisement, as if guided by divine intervention, her feet involuntarily walked toward the direction of the man.
On both sides of the road, every meter, there was a beautifully styled flower pillar with white lilies on it.
The flower language of lilies is purity, happiness, symbolizing the return of happiness, the meaning of happiness everlasting.
The closer Mo Qiansu got, the stronger the familiarity given to her by that broad back felt.
Her heartbeat was so fast, it felt like it no longer belonged to her.
When Mo Qiansu was a meter away from the man, she suddenly woke up, stopped her steps, adjusted her emotions, and then spoke, "Hello Mr. G, I am Mo Qian..."
Before she could finish her words, the man suddenly got up from the wheelchair, turned around, and looked at her with a smile, all her words abruptly stopped.
