Qiao Mo felt a bit disappointed, glancing at the time, it was already half past eight.
...
Meanwhile, Fu Nancheng found an old residential house based on the address given by Mrs. Chen, the address was on the first floor, so he entered the corridor.
'Knock knock.'
After knocking on the door twice, he waited outside.
Thinking of the person inside this house, who could possibly be the woman he had been searching for all these years, he suddenly felt a bit lost.
He had been troubled by why she hadn't shown up back then.
Had wanted to find her and ask for clarity.
He once hated her for not keeping the promise, hated her for sending such a heartless message back then.
But now, those things seemed to have suddenly become less important to him.
While he was pondering, a rush of footsteps sounded.
Since the building was very old, the door's soundproofing was not very good, so he could clearly hear the footsteps getting closer.
