Inside the man's private car:
Memories poured in like a tidal wave. Fu Nian pressed her lips together, pulling herself out of the memories, then fixed her gaze on the man's handsome face, speaking seriously, "Is that so? To be honest, I don't think so."
After a pause, Fu Nian murmured, "I only remember..."
Fu Nian hesitated, then slowly tugged her lips silent.
"Sorry... Young Master Jing... I can't remember anything anymore... so, the memories you speak of are insignificant to me."
Fu Nian's words were indifferent, only then realizing how close they were, too ambiguously close.
Jing Luo: "..."
Young Master Jing?
Jing Luo sneered inwardly; Fu Nian was not like this before.
In their youth, Fu Nian used to chase after him calling him Brother Luo.
Six years ago, Fu Nian went to study law in Germany.
Everyone thought that after Fu Nian returned, they could finally be together.
Since three years ago, it seemed everything changed.
