"This afternoon, I plan to play golf with an investor, Nanxi will probably be with her roommate. You can pick her up for me at that time!"
Mo Yan looked through the glass door at Liang Qiaoqiao, who was wearing a white dress and looked like a fairy. He thought of what Lu Yinchu had said to him on the phone in the morning, and a slight laughter seeped from the corners of his mouth.
There is no need.
Really, no need.
He had been wandering in the chaos of time for many years, his soul lonely and helpless in the mortal world, trapped in the mire, his body ice cold. How could such a man bring warmth to others?
All his warmth was lost when the girl named Lu Yinyue was ripped away from his life!
He was no longer worthy of so-called happiness or stability. Really, he wasn't!
