Through the wound-down car window, na Ren once again saw Ji Chenzhou. He had not expected Ji Chenzhou to be so calm.
He was still as handsome as ever, but it was obvious that his cold face had lost a lot of weight, and his facial features were more three-dimensional and profound.
The early winter afternoon sun was very dazzling, just like the smile on Ren's face, making people unable to look away.
Ji Chenzhou's grip on the steering wheel tightened when he saw the smile on na Ren's face.
He thought that Ren would turn around and leave when he saw him, but he did not expect that he would smile ...
This kind of smile was a kind of relief, a kind of alienation ...
Ji Chenzhou also laughed, but his laughter was particularly bitter.
His eyes were fixed on tan Meng's arm that was holding Naren's.
Ji Chenzhou didn't say anything, nor did na Ren. Tan Meng had a faint smile on her face.
