Just now, as Gu Jin Yan was leaving, it seemed like he glanced in his direction, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Maybe he didn't.
Or maybe it was just his imagination.
Cheng Zhiyan knew this wasn't right, but he simply couldn't control himself.
Sometimes when he was troubled, sometimes when he was lonely, it just happened. He never talked to Helian Xi, nor did he have the right to.
Cheng Zhiyan got in the car, turned around, and drove back.
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Huo Jincheng didn't lie to Lu Xingzhi; five days later, he boarded the plane to France.
Ten hours later, the plane landed.
He hadn't told Lu Xingzhi the exact time, and only when he finally arrived did he head straight to her place.
His arrival time was nine in the evening.
By the time he reached Lu Xingzhi's door, it was almost ten.
Lu Xingzhi frowned when she heard the doorbell; who could it be at such a late hour?
