"I can definitely find Ren Chuqing for you, trust me," Wen Muqing said softly, taking a tissue and gently wiping away the tears rolling continuously from Lu Mianmian's eyes.
Lu Mianmian looked at the man before her with tear-blurred eyes. He was always so gentle.
However, his gentle words had become the strongest support for her at that moment!
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Ren Chuqing barely slept that night. Wen Muqing held her, and his sleeping face looked like that of an angel.
A man approaching 30, still giving off such an impression in his sleep, was somewhat incredible.
What was even more unbelievable was the stark difference between his innocent sleeping face and the dark, crazed demeanor he assumed upon waking.
Three years had passed, and indeed, much had changed.
If he had loved her from the beginning, would things between them have been different? Would they have already been married?
Heavens! What was she thinking!
