Zhou Zimo spoke out of the blue, his gaze locked onto Qin Su's face.
Qin Su lowered her eyes, fell silent, and took a sip of wine, "I've said it before, that was just a mission, and it might not be the same as now. We've all been through thick and thin, so we should be more rational when looking at things, shouldn't we?"
Qin Su was a very rational person at all times. Whether it was looking at life or at relationships, it was the same.
Actually, speaking of which, she was also not a very lucky person. Over the years, she had seen too much reunion and separation. She was a person who walked on the edge of optimism and pessimism. She said that she should live for her beliefs. However, Zhou Zimo did not know at the moment, what was the so-called faith in her heart.
