At this moment, a crack appeared on Fu Tingzhou's calm and indifferent face, perhaps due to the heavy blowing of the wind, his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Standing beside him, Tang Xi saw it.
Actually, she had occasionally heard Qin Jianlan mention these things.
But Qin Jianlan always said those days were tough and didn't like to talk about them. Whenever this came up, Qin Jianlan's eyes were filled with deep melancholy.