Had she been well these past seven years? Yeah, she had been wanting to ask herself the same question.
Concealing her brilliance and living as someone who was ordinary in every way, did that count as 'well'?
After a moment of silence, Huo Mian slowly replied, "Not bad."
By this time, they arrived in front of Huo Mian's apartment building. The moment his car stopped, Huo Mian pushed open the door and got out as though the hounds of hell were on her heels.
"Thank you for driving me home. Bye."
After hastily saying goodbye, Huo Mian hurried up the stairs.
She was truly afraid that Qin Chu would say something else to her, and that the memories slumbering inside her for the last seven years would be uncovered.
Staring at Huo Mian's retreating figure, a hint of warmth crept into Qin Chu's eyes.
