How long has it been? Qin Youxuan couldn't remember.
Jin Chenye still looked the same as she remembered.
Dressed in a white suit, gentle and elegant, his handsome face always carried a soft, warm smile.
He didn't need to do much to make her feel as comfortable as if she were basking in the spring breeze.
Looking at him, Qin Youxuan's eyes suddenly became sour, like a lost child who had found her family, too aggrieved to speak.
"I heard that Mr. Ye passed away and I was worried about you, so I came to see how you were."
Jin Chenye's voice was very gentle, he gently pulled her into his arms, patting her back, "If you're sad, cry it out. The Xuan I know is a girl who dares to love and hate; no matter what, she wouldn't compromise herself to please others."
"..."
Tears suddenly flowed from Qin Youxuan's eyes.
She tightly grabbed the lapels of Jin Chenye's jacket, crying out in pain, "He killed my father, I saw him kill my father… Jin Chenye, I hate him so much…"
