"Ah? So what you're saying is you like Qianqian, not that Qi Zhenzhen?" Ye Weicheng couldn't believe what he was hearing, though he was more curious than anything!
The harsh afternoon sun pierced through the blinds, casting a complex pattern of light and shadow across Xiao Qingcang's face, making his expression appear complicated.
In fact, Xiao Qingcang's mood wasn't complicated at all; his emotions and thoughts were crystal clear.
He had always known what he wanted, and what he wished to obtain.
Qi Zhenzhen was nothing more than a temporary pleasure, with no future, no development, and certainly no promises.
Moreover, he felt nothing for her. If he had to name anything that attracted him, it was that Qi Zhenzhen's eyes looked familiar, very much like Shen Hanqian's.
He didn't understand why he had this illusion!
Qianqian was the woman with whom he could spend his life, and he would definitely always love her!