blazer, but beneath it was a low-cut black camisole that hinted at more without revealing everything, leaving one with a tantalizing curiosity and an urge to steal another glance. 。Her long, wavy hair...He was hurrying, the sound of his suitcase wheels scraping against the floor and his shallow breaths reaching her ears like a drumbeat. She didn't speak, silently ended the video call.

When he called again, she didn't answer. She didn't go back to the new villa they had bought together, but instead returned to her old house.

It's not that Lin Zhixuan is overly suspicious, but she has a natural sensitivity to this aspect. She used to often reply to private messages from netizenshe young Zhuo Yu'an... 。Zuo Yu'an looked at these photos, his heart aching. Those were the days when he was chasing after her shadow, running through every corner of Qining High School, and every str...