In the past three years, there hasn't been any contact between them.
When Lu Yinxing was in Los Angeles, she often thought of him.
The guilt in her heart hadn't diminished at all.
In Lu Yinxing's mind, Wen Quan had long become like family.
Lu Yinxing was so shocked she couldn't speak, just stood there dumbfounded at the door, looking at the person inside.
Actually, Lu Yinxing had thought about it before.
What scene it would be to meet those people from the past again.
Lu Yinxing always thought that after honing herself outside, she could at least be composed, or make herself look composed.
But Lu Yinxing really overestimated herself.
Lu Yinxing found that she just wanted to cry, still so fragile.
Wen Quan walked over.
He looked scholarly and refined.
Lu Yinxing remembered Wen Quan was actually quite mischievous as a child.
