Yan Hua's heart tightened subconsciously.
From such a short distance away, looking at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, thoughts ran around her head.
From the moment they got divorced, she had not thought about the future.
It was her own choice to give birth to Little Apple, and it was none of his business.
Perhaps she was selfish. She just wanted Little Apple to have a mother, and not a father.
Towards Bo Yan, no matter how long had passed, she could not forgive him.
The thorn in her heart was still there.
It could not be removed and sometimes would even bring pain to her.
Bo Yan looked at Yan Hua and his tall body approached her step by step.
It seemed that only their breathing could be heard in the quiet air.
Bo Yan was silent and came close to Yan Hua, his long upturned eyes locked on her beautiful little face. "Are you here for Nan Zhi, too?"
Yan Hua nodded.
