In her previous life, even time was tainted with the bloody fate.
And the ending was never good.
After her rebirth, the wind that blew across the entire Hua Country carried the scent of love.
After listening, Qingqing felt what she said was even crazier than when she pursued Lu Zishu.
"So, can I know who he is?"
"His name is Wen Fucheng."
Oh, Wen Fucheng. Among the people Qingqing knew, was there anyone named that? She thought for a moment, and then something occurred to her, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural.
"There aren't many people with the same name and surname as Wen Fucheng in Hu City, are there?"
Ying Jing had no idea.
She only knew that Wen Fucheng donated fifty million plus a building to Hu University today.
Assistant Zhang said the principal grinned wide enough to reach the back of his ears.
