The rain had obviously become lighter but the sky remained hazy, putting people into a depressed mood.
Su Yurou heard the man's indifferent voice and suddenly felt as if she was in the snow.
Mr. Chen?
She had long lived in S City and had not heard of such a man.
Su Yurou couldn't help dashing toward the man and asking him another question, "Which Chen, please?"
The man looked up slightly and through his sunglasses, he could as if read Su Yurou's mind.
Su Yurou's hand trembled uncontrollably and the man's hoarse voice sounded in the misty rain, "Chen as in Dong Chen Country."
Chen as in Dong Chen Country…
This was the first time Su Yurou heard someone introduced himself in such manner.
