A look In Wang Zhao’s POV

Two days ago, 

Wang Zhao sighed as he turned his head to take one final look at the beach house before leaving. He was frustrated and the anger was filled inside of him. He didn't know what was bothering him. Whether it was her or the fact of her being able to hide it all.

"I knew it was never Sang Qian, cause Sang Qian lives in L.A." He mumbled to himself as he thought about the older times.

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One year ago,

Downtown, L.A.

Standing under the sun, was a cheerful couple. The female standing had her hand on her hips as she swayed her head to the beats of guitarist on the street. Wang Zhao turned his head to look at Mi Chan. He smiled when the wide smile on her lips caught his attention.