When Zhao Han found Dong Enyu, Di Wei had already left.
From the car, the woman saw Dong Enyu’s silhouette in the distance.
With no streetlights around, she almost missed her.
Zhao Han told the driver to stop far away, got out, and hurried over.
Along the way, her feelings were a tangled mess—angry, worried, and when she saw the woman standing alone, gazing at the sea, her heart clenched so tight it almost stopped.
But as she got closer, she suddenly couldn’t call out.
Her high heels clicked crisply on the stone pavement.
From a distance, Zhao Han...
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