They did not say anything more. They reached their destination in silence.
Zhou Dayuan turned the engine off and pulled his keys out. He got out of the car and routed around the car to walk to the back door before using his hands to open the car door.
Jian Han walked out.
She lifted her head in a blur as she looked in front of her. It was bright and shining in front of her, and it was a large hall in the middle of the city.
She had a look, and she did not have any memories of this place in her mind. She did not know where she was.
At this moment, there was a warmth in her palm. It turned out that her small hand was held, and Zhou Dayuan held her hand as they walked.
