"You're two years younger than me... Xiao Yan. I believe your future will be incredibly exciting."
Su Xiaomeng looked at Xiao Yan. She said this seriously,
"Shixiu and I will not continue to pursue the matters from five years ago. We won't hold you accountable for taking Xiao Ang away back then."
"... ..."
Xiao Yan remained silent, raising his eyes to meet Su Xiaomeng's gaze...
"Pu Yang is dead. The only stain in your life might be the loss of your wife, but I think, for you, it's a good thing. At least for the rest of your life, you have your own control and a chance for happiness..."
Su Xiaomeng put down her teacup, her gaze was clear...
Xiao Yan always thought Su Xiaomeng and Shen Huan were the same type of people. When they spoke, their eyes would light up, and what they did always moved people's hearts deeply.
Now... ...
Xiao Yan thought, it no longer mattered whether Su Xiaomeng and Shen Huan were the same kind of people.
