Is that girl really like me?
Although it has been a long time, is there really someone so similar?
Qiao Mo slightly pouted her lips, feeling a bit envious. It's unfortunate that his purest memories from youth hide another woman.
Yet, the past is the most powerless thing in this world. Because no one can change or reverse it.
Qiao Mo was lost in her thoughts in a daze.
It was a few minutes later when she realized the room had gone silent.
She returned to her senses and instinctively looked at Yu Qianxun.
But at that moment, she met her gaze and froze.
Her gaze was cold, a chilling kind of coldness, seemingly mixed with a sinister hatred and madness, making her instinctively step back a few paces, almost feeling like she was being stared at by a venomous snake.
Qiao Mo broke out in a cold sweat, her heart tightening into a knot.
She closed her eyes, then looked at her again.
