He turned his head to look at Lei Xiao.
Lin Hanxing could not tell if he was telling the truth.
But her intuition made her choose to believe it.
"Who doesn't have a past?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the wine in front of him and drank it all in one go.
The amber-colored liquor slid down the corner of his mouth, down the perfect curve of his jaw, and down his Adam's apple.
The warm yellow light in the courtyard shone on Lei Xiao.
For the first time, Lin Hanxing interpreted this man from a new perspective.
When they first met, he gave people a cold and oppressive feeling.
With supreme authority, others had no choice but to bow their heads.
When they had met again, he had deliberately set her up to pull her into a trap that had nothing to do with her.
From then on, the relationship between the two of them grew deeper.
Lin Hanxing's long eyelashes fluttered. It turned out that she had so many memories with Lei Xiao.
