Zhan Haoze walked into the room and sat down in front of the sofa. His relaxed expression made Shi Mengwan feel a little unhappy as if this place was his home.
Didn't he leave? Why did he come back since he left?
Although she was unhappy, she was looking forward to it. Did Zhan Haoze remember the past? Or..
She pursed her lips and took a few steps forward to stand beside the coffee table. She didn't sit down, but just stood there and looked at him.
Zhan Haoze was tall. Even if he was sitting, he wasn't much shorter than, Shi Mengwan, who was standing. The two of them looked at each other.
"You --" Not letting herself show even a hint of happiness, Shi Mengwan tried her best to control her emotions.
In fact, compared to Zhan Haoze disappearing without a trace, his appearance now gave her some comfort.
"What's the matter?"
