Some memories he had deliberately buried in his heart became clearer, but Jiang Mingzhu's facial features gradually blurred as they overlapped with Su Manman's bright smile. He almost couldn't suppress his surging emotions.
"Brother Hanchu, what's wrong?" Little Song realized that something was wrong with Shi Hanchu. His face was pale. He hurriedly ran over and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Shi Hanchu waved his hand dismissively.
When Su Manman heard this, her heart tightened. She put down the phone and got up to walk towards Shi Hanchu. She frowned, clearly nervous. "Are you okay? Is your heart hurting again?"
Shi Hanchu's eyes narrowed.
Just as Su Manman finished speaking, Shi Hanchu grabbed her wrist firmly. His gaze was so dark that it was as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
"Ouch…" Su Manman sucked in a breath of cold air. Shi Hanchu nearly broke her wrist.
