Youth is fleeting.
There are things that no longer belong to her.
"What are you thinking about?" Zheng Shaosu's voice suddenly appeared behind her, startling her greatly. Then she turned to look at him.
Zheng Shaosu took the opportunity to step forward, coming a little closer to her.
This man, from his youth until now, has never lacked charm. Just moving closer to someone or displaying a hint of ambiguity could cause a flush of excitement and a racing heartbeat.
It was a feeling Wu Qianqing couldn't get from any other man.
She admitted, including right now, she felt it too.
"Nothing much, just looking at Miss Li.",
"Do you envy her?",
"What?",
"Do you envy her for speaking out? Do you envy her for her Mr. Fu?",
Zheng Shaosu's words made Wu Qianqing's face turn red all the way to the roots of her ears.
"I do not!",
