Returning to the villa from the "Royal Family," the shock tonight was so overwhelming that Sheng Jianan still felt it was unreal even as he lay in bed holding Tang Yanqi.
"What's the deal with the handwriting in the book?"
That wasn't Tang Yanqi's handwriting, otherwise, he would have recognized it long ago.
"My handwriting was ugly back then, so I copied it using a writing manual."
"So you used perfume back then?"
Back then, when she appeared by his side, she always carried a faint fragrance that was different from Tang Yanqi's own scent, otherwise, he would have surely noticed.
"Yes, whenever I went there, I would pick a few flowers from your doorstep and carry them with me."
The innocent thoughts of a young girl, long overshadowed by later misunderstandings. Sheng Jianan gently tapped Tang Yanqi's forehead, yet couldn't pinpoint where she went wrong.
The kiss fell from the brow to linger on the lips.
