n the table and carefully arranged it for her before turning to look at He Han Chuan, raising his chin, "Come out, let's talk."As if he had expected Jiang Qifeng to be unable to bear it, He Hanchuan's...向晚 stared blankly for a moment, then laughed, a self-deprecating and mournful laugh. "It turns out it's all my own doing..."

"Do you think this is karma" He Hanchuan tilted his head to look at her, a touch of tenderness in his eyes, "But I don't."

The daily struggles and power plays wore him down, while she was a gift from heaven.

向晚 slightly parted her lips, looking at him, unable to tell what she was feeling in this moment.

"Don't think too much, I'm here." He Hanchuan made space with one hand and rubbed her head, then looked ahead, focusing on driving.

Towards the direction where his gaze was directed, A-Wa also looked forward. It was still this city, with everyone bustling about, cars rushing along the streets, and a scene of prosperity everywhere.

But, it seems something is different.

Ten minutes later, the Bentley stopped at the entrance of Dream Club.

Someone recognized this as He Hanchuan's car and looked over here.ner, with no lights on. The room was dim, and in front of him were seven crooked wine glasses.The air in the room was thick with alcohol, making Xiang Wan wrinkle her nose. She glanced at the man who...