Nuannuan, how long will she linger in Tan Qing's heart?
She asked herself, knowing full well that there was no possible answer.
Her arm lifted unconsciously, reaching out to touch, and upon pulling it down, her expression changed slightly, with an indescribable look in her eyes quickly shifting.
No photo...
Nuannuan's photo had somehow been taken down.
"Mom, haven't you explained it clearly to Qu Min yet?"
Tan Qing leaned against the car door, his attractive eyebrows knitted tightly, fraught with worry: "She clearly knows that there's no possibility with me."
Mrs. Tan said, "She came this time to deliver an invitation. Your Uncle Qu's birthday celebration is on Friday, and we're invited to attend. Qing, remember to choose a gift. I think it's better to bring Tong Xi along so Qu Min won't entertain any ideas."
Bring Tong Xi along?
Tan Qing instinctively glanced at the person inside the car, his expression tightened but soon relaxed.
