Ning Qing sat on the plane that night to fly to Europe. When she reached her destination, it was between afternoon and sunset in Finland. She took out her phone to check the address that Zhu Rui had sent her, and she found herself in front of a pretty villa.
Ning Qing stepped onto the turf of the villa. She stood in front of the main doors of the villa and pressed the doorbell. Ding! After it rang thrice, someone came to open the doors. Ning Qing's two small hands grabbed onto her own sling bag tightly; she was nervous and emotional. The moment the doors of the villa opened, she had a sweet smile that resembled a blooming flower and said, "Shaoming…"
The person that stood by the door was not Lu Shaoming, but it was… Zhou Zhilei.
The smile on Ning Qing's face froze instantly. This was the first time she interacted directly with Zhou Zhilei. Maybe it was just because she was her rival in love, but she did not like this woman.
