Lin Xiaowan did some calculations. She was only 24 years old this year. Even if she only lived until she was 60, there were still 36 years left. Could Huo Zheng really love her for so many decades? If Huo Zheng fell in love with someone else and no longer wanted her, what would she do?
Lin Xiaowan sighed heavily. For some reason, she was not very optimistic about everlasting love. After thinking about it for a while, she managed to calm down and even felt that she was thinking too much. After all, what was the point of worrying about something that might or might not happen? Was it not too good to live life in the present?
Lin Xiaowan's gaze inadvertently drifted to Huo Zheng again.
Huo Zheng noticed her gaze, and his already straight back straightened even more. His eyes were trained on the article displayed on the tablet, but he could not read a word at all.
