Seven years ago.
Number fifty eleven.
Binhai Road.
Black Bentley.
Each time Jing Jihan spoke a keyword, the light in Shi Su's eyes flickered with shock. It wasn't until she transitioned from shock to confusion, and then from confusion to incredulity, raising her eyes to look at him again, lips trembling, unable to utter a single complete word for a long time.
How could it possibly be him?
Everything from that day had been a long-standing nightmare for her; she never thought that day would also carry the blessing of providence.
Yet every word he spoke matched with those memories she had sealed away in the darkness.
The astonishment in Shi Su's eyes lingered for a long time, while the man sighed and gently patted her shoulder as if comforting her: "It certainly is a surprising thing, I also didn't expect that after being forcibly taken seven years ago by a woman out of nowhere, I would meet her again."
