Twelve years. Lu Yihan had waited for Su Qianci for twelve years. How many twelve years could one have?
Lying in bed, Yu Lili was holding a mobile phone and looking at her desktop. This was a selfie. The girl in the photo had an arrogant look on her face, holding her phone. Just behind the girl, a man in a burgundy suit with a slightly sinister smile was hugging her. His pair of beautiful eyes were fixed on the girl's face.
Long time no see, Ou.
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