After Chen Nan left the hotel, he neither flew nor took a taxi, but walked on the street instead.
After all, it was only a few hundred meters away. He walked forward step by step, recalling the events of the past two days, and the deep guilt he felt towards Hua Xian'er was finally somewhat alleviated.
"If only everything could start over, and I weren't your father's killer, how nice it would be."
Chen Nan sighed and continued to walk forward. As he inadvertently looked up, he suddenly saw a beautiful figure ahead, casting a long shadow under the streetlight, and it was so familiar.
"Yu Ting!"
Chen Nan's eyes lit up, and he took big strides to chase after her.
But to his surprise, even though he accelerated, Han Yuting's steps ahead remained slow, and the distance between them did not close even a little.
How could this be?
Chen Nan rubbed his eyes, confirmed that he was not mistaken, and continued to chase forward, shouting Han Yuting's name.
