"Yinyin..." Lu Jingchuan's hand suddenly felt empty, like his heart had been emptied. The moment she reached out, unhesitatingly, to open the door, he couldn't restrain the burst of sorrow emanating from his chest.
He embraced her from behind. The hoarse voice choked up, "Yinyin, don't be so cruel to me. Do you know how I have survived these past two years?"
Mu Yin was startled, and in an instant, she forgot to struggle.
Those two years, ah!
How exactly did she get through them?
She couldn't help but her eyes became red.
However, it was during that moment, unnoticed by the stealthy intruder who had followed and stumbled upon them, she quickly reacted, dodging to the side by the staircase and pulling out her phone to "click" a photo.
The two of them were completely unaware of it.
"At least let me know that you are still alive!" It wasn't until the man's pained voice rang out above her head again that Mu Yin stiffened, snapping back to reality, "Let me go first..."
