Mo Rao instantly sobered up. She slowly got off the bed and looked at the photo on the cabinet beside her.
Most of them were her single photos.
Previously, Fu Ying was always busy with his own matters and preoccupied with Qu Ru. He didn't have time to take photos with Mo Rao.
There were many photos that had not been there before. It seemed like Fu Ying had printed them himself over the years.
As for the rest, it was no different from when Mo Rao left, including the cosmetics in front of the makeup mirror.
Mo Rao looked at all of this with mixed feelings.
At this moment, there were two knocks on the door. Mo Rao walked to the door and opened it to see Fu Ying standing outside.
His leg injury must have recovered substantially. He could already stand up from the wheelchair.
"You fell asleep in the car last night, so I brought you back here," Fu Ying said gently.
