"Perhaps, after two years of divorce, you are still waiting for me." Jiang Chi was dressed in black, with a face like a crown jewel and eyes like bright stars.
"Mr. Jiang, are you too confident? Let's not say that I don't need a man, and I don't lack a man." Tang Wanxing was dressed in red, with bright eyes and white teeth, shining with hope.
Suddenly, her waist tightened, and her delicate figure was pulled into a strong hug: "Children can't lie. Wanwan, don't leave. I miss you so much."
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Later, Tang Wanxing realized that everyone has a forest, those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again.
