The carefree times of playful frolics seem to have passed a long time ago.
Once a person starts reminiscing about the past, it means the life they're currently experiencing is not the one they had hoped for long ago.
Jiang Muzhou was smoking. His once youthful features had matured unconsciously. Surrounded by smoke, his hazy gaze grew increasingly blurred.
How could two people remain friends for so long?
With compatible temperaments, they knew when to advance and retreat.
Regarding what Lin Chu had just told him, he kept it to himself after hearing it.
Squinting, he asked, "What case is Ji Huan handling?"
"Didn't I tell you? I must have forgotten because I've been so busy lately. It's that half-dead Gao Jian. Although it didn't turn into a homicide, he beat someone so severely that they ended up paralyzed from the waist down, and the matter won't be easy to resolve."
She promised Ji Huan that no matter how much time passed, she would never tell Ji Wanxia.
