Ling Jing stubbornly refused to let Su Peizhen leave. If she could really forgive him, why didn't she put all that down?
He and she had a good time together, didn't they?
He didn't forget. He didn't believe that she had forgotten. The two of them were so compatible. Whether it was on or under the bed, they actually had a tacit understanding, didn't they?
They really loved each other, didn't they?
"Is it so important how it started? Isn't the process and the result more important?"
Su Peizhen turned her head to look at his eyes. The lights in the room weren't very bright. But she could see Ling Jing's eyes clearly.
"To me, yes. The process and the result are important, but the beginning is also important."
... ..
Su Peizhen sat in the designated driver's car. When she passed by the Jiangxin Park in Rongcheng, she found that someone was setting off fireworks there.
