Among the flower beds, Emma and Hua Han looked at each other, each lost in their own thoughts.
Everything was unspoken.
Memories of the past were just too warm, making one inevitably fall into them.
After a long while, Emma realized that the man before her was no longer the Hua Han she once sweetly called brother, but instead... the bloody and ruthless culprit who killed Hua Kun.
Emma forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, pulling herself out of the memories.
Well, what's to be faced must be faced.
She wanted to see how much Hua Han had really changed, sniffed her nose, and proactively spoke: "Brother Hua Han, it's still a while before the wedding. Mmm, there are too many people over there, I don't want to join the crowd. Walk with me in the flower beds."
Hua Han's expression changed slightly.
It seemed... Emma looked completely unaware.
Shit, Ruyi really won't let him have peace, even after death. What is he doing?
Useless waste.
What's the use of her.
