He felt as if every cell in his body was crying out, his heart churning and surging with strong emotions, yet his outward appearance remained strikingly impassive, revealing nothing of his internal excitement. Except for his eyes, which betrayed his current state of emotions.
It turned out that everything he had done was not in vain; she remembered everything, every single thing.
Nan Sichen suddenly smiled. Just as she had said, she was not ungrateful; she remembered all the good things others did for her.
Suddenly, he had an urge to hold her, to pull her into his arms undeterred.
While he was considering whether to act on his impulse, the car window was suddenly knocked.
Through the glass, Nan Sichen saw a face leaning forward and peering into his car.
It was Su Junhao.
Nan Sichen showed a cold face and rolled down the window.
