He never dreamed that a woman also wanted to vie for his wife!
Su Zhiruan was indeed very happy, only now she had to console another jealous soul every day at work.
The fine strands of rain were blown askew by the wind, leaving numerous disordered threads on the windshield, even the air was damp and moist, not only with the fishy smell of rain but also with the fresh and dense aroma of grass and soil.
Su Zhiruan was dressed lightly; she had thought it wouldn't rain today and hadn't even worn a coat, but now, wrapped in Zhou Mingyu's jacket, the warm scent of sandalwood filled her nostrils, as if she was in a warm ocean.
Zhou Mingyu drove himself today, the car moving and stopping intermittently, finally stopping at one of his apartments here.