"Don't worry about those things anymore, as long as you're alive, that's the greatest fortune."
At this point, Su Yan no longer wanted to fuss over them.
As long as Shen Chizheng was alive, all the hardships she had endured before were worth it.
She leaned against his chest, greedily soaking up the warmth from his embrace, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, the person I saw last time, was it you?"
Shen Chizheng paused in his gentle stroke of her soft hair, "What?"
"In the restaurant," Su Yan whispered, "That day when I went to have dinner with Gu Chaohan, I saw a figure that looked like you."
"No," Shen Chizheng denied without hesitation, "At that time, I wouldn't even step outside without a mask, afraid that people would recognize me and create unnecessary trouble, how could I possibly go openly to a place like a restaurant?"
Su Yan's mind was somewhat blurred.
That time, she was certain she saw a figure that closely resembled him, but he said it wasn't him.
