A Love That Hurts to the Core, Yet Is Not Over

He mistook her for the person who killed his grandfather. He kept the real culprit by his side and even killed the child in her womb just to cure that woman. When she returned, she stood with both hands in the pockets of her trench coat. Seeing him, she raised one hand to take off her sunglasses, curved her lips into a beautiful smile, and softly greeted him, “Mr. Yan.” Should she say “Hello” or “Long time no see?”