Two years later, when Lu Chen and his fiancée Lin Yunyun returned to this turbulent homeland, he saw at a banquet a familiar face that had appeared in his dreams countless times, along with a child who somehow seemed dear to him. His heart clenched as if someone had grabbed it. Unable to stop himself, he started toward her, but his fiancée Lin Yunyun quickly took his arm.
“Where are you going, Chen? Our important guests are here. Let’s go raise a glass to them~”
The woman cast a challenging glance at Mu Xi and the child.
“I was just…” Lu Chen had not finished speaking when a glass was pressed into his hand. With no choice, he turned and left with his fiancée.
But she did not notice that Mu Xi’s eyes had grown moist. The moment the two of them turned away, Mu Xi could no longer hold herself up and leaned against the wall.
Two years… She had waited for him for two years. How ridiculous…
Seeing this, Gu Xuan frowned slightly and gently placed a hand on Mu Xi’s shoulder, his voice warm with concern. “Mu Xi, why don’t you go rest for a while?”
With tears in her eyes, Mu Xi gave a small nod. Supported by Gu Xuan, she left the banquet hall with the child.
The man turned to watch Gu Xuan leave with his hand on Mu Xi’s shoulder. His eyes darkened, and an inexplicable anger surged within him. Without a word, he slammed his glass down on the table.
But he had forgotten that fragments of many memories were surging through his mind, tearing him apart with pain and making him doubt everything before him. At last, Lu Chen set off after Mu Xi, unable to control himself…
