After many years, she was even more beautiful than before, her childishness giving way to a woman's tenderness. Her big bright eyes seemed to speak, especially when she smiled. Indeed, she fulfilled that saying, one smile could topple a city, another could topple a nation.
Wu Xinming's heart, as still as dead water, rippled immensely, just like a young boy seeing his beloved. His heart was pounding wildly.
Beautiful, truly beautiful.
No wonder he couldn't forget her all these years. Wu Xinming pressed his pounding heart at his chest. So many years had passed since the kidnapping incident in Jing City, yet Wu Xinming still remembered it vividly.
In the dark basement, where survival was impossible and death was unattainable, Wu Xinming thought he would die there.
