HMM, the usual place? Yan Huan curled his lips in a mocking manner and conveniently deleted this string of words. What other usual place was there? It was just a corner of a wall. Of course, he was not there to talk about love with her. Lu Qin would never be at a place like the set, talk About Love with her? He would not be at the set and let others find any evidence against him. If he wanted to become famous, he could not let others know that he had already become someone else’s husband, even though this husband.., was still Yan Huan’s self-proclaimed husband.
Yan Huan sat up and walked. She was wearing a thick outer layer of clothing that covered her entire body. She only revealed her face from the outside
When she opened the door and walked out, the night wind was still mercilessly blowing on her face. It was almost like a knife, cutting her face one cut after another.
