The elegant revolving restaurant, the romantic candlelit dinner, the dazzling colorful fireworks.
It should have been a beautiful night worth remembering.
Yet, it ended unpleasantly.
Su Nanxing returned to her small apartment.
Lu Beiyuan silently drove her home.
When Nanxing was about to go upstairs, he grabbed her arm.
"Xingxing…"
Su Nanxing was pregnant and easily exhausted.
She had worked all day, and after five, she had a battle of wits with Fu Yanzhou.
As a result, the celebration Lu Beiyuan planned ended up leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.
She was very tired.
At that moment, after she said she couldn't forget, Lu Beiyuan's face looked awful.
Su Nanxing was certain that he had no idea who his First Love was.
So when she said she couldn't forget, he didn't even realize she was talking about him.
With Lu Beiyuan's face looking terrible, Su Nanxing didn't feel like explaining either.
He lied.
If his First Love wasn't Meng Qingxue, then it had to be Wei Yunyue.
