purplish-gold curtains were drawn halfway, and sunlight streamed in from the slant. The room was half dim and half bright.Old Master Huo stood by the window, rubbing the beads of his rosary. He lowere...Fu Hánlín's face instantly turned gloomy.

He did not forget.

On the contrary, that night almost became his shame; he certainly remembered it.

During those years, he was surrounded by women who offered themselves to him. Because of Cao Man's previous experience as a warning, he allowed the rumors that he liked men to spread more and more.

Caoman couldn't catch up with Fu Hanlin's pace, she could only watch helplessly as he got into the car.

Looking at the man's side profile, Cao Man was lost in thought, wondering why it had to be Fu Yan.n anyone else.This was Huo Mingzheng's previous idea.He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, leaned sideways and lit a cigarette. The nicotine rolled into his lungs, his alveoli aching like they...