Back story (Fu Tinghao)

Fu Tinghao was stunned for a moment. He knew she was drunk. And from what he knew most drunk people tend to say the things in their hearts.

So, did it mean that was what she thought?

At this moment, he didn't look at her with a side glance any longer. Instead, he turned fully towards her, with his arms folded.

The young woman was leaning on the elevator wall relaxedly. Probably because she had drunk some wine, her eyes were a little red. She was also pouting and she seemed to have a lot of expressions that day.

Since they met again after two years, it was the first time she was so languid and relaxed in front of him. It was undeniable that she had changed.

She wasn't the lady he first met two years ago. She wasn't the one at the hospital in Suzhou. She was a completely different woman.

It was too prejudicial to call her unfeeling. But, she was a little too calm and reserved. She could also seem cold sometimes.