"What? That little rascal has already been here?"
In the lobby of the first floor of the television station, Liu Xiangli and Xuan Bingbing were sitting on the sofa, facing Zhou Lan.
"Little rascal?" Zhou Lan froze for a moment, then laughed. "Miss Liu's nickname for Li Huai is quite affectionate. Yes, Li Huai has been here already."
"Where is he then?" Liu Xiangli stood up in a fit of excitement. In her breathtakingly beautiful eyes, tears were already twinkling.
How many days has Li Huai been gone?
Liu Xiangli remembered it clearly. In another four and a half hours, it would have been ten days.
In the days since Li Huai had left, Liu Xiangli's soul seemed to be hollowed out. She had no interest in anything and had lost a lot of weight.
