Over the years, Qin Zhi'ai and Mr. S had written many letters to each other, but she had never been curious about what kind of person he would be in real life.
Now, she could not help but imagine him in her mind.
Mr. S, what kind of man will you become?
Either you'll remain a single man who doesn't love anyone, or you'll find someone who you'll deeply fall in love with...
As Qin Zhi'ai was staring at the letter, her cell phone beeped.
She grabbed it from her bag and glanced at the screen. Xu Wennuan was urging her to quickly get downstairs.
Qin Zhi'ai replied "immediately," folded the letter, slipped it back into the envelope, and tucked it into her purse with her phone. After washing her hands, she grabbed her purse and left the bathroom.
…...
"Zhou Jing, let me go!"
Liang Doukou continued a string of demands and questions.
"Don't drag me! Where are you taking me?"
