shen che knew about song qincheng's situation of living under the lu family's roof. " "why do you suddenly want to go back?"
"i can't burn the bridge after crossing it." song qincheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 23rd floor, looking down at the small and dense scenery. her mind was blank for a moment, and she touched her flat stomach with her hand."i suddenly have the illusion that i'm a poor man who suddenly became rich."
"not only did he become rich, but he also became successful." shen che snorted.
"i'm really afraid that when i wake up, i'll find that everything is fake." song qincheng's lips curled up.
"what did yu tingchuan tell you?" shen che asked again.
"what?"
"it's about marriage. what did he say?"
