Wen Hua glanced at Qin Shaojin, picked up the lighter next to him, and lit it himself, taking a puff.
Suddenly, he thought of the first time he met Qin Shaojin. It seemed Huo Jinyun had slapped Wen Nuan, and Qin Shaojin had reached out to hold Huo Jinyun's arm—
Looking at Qin Shaojin, his eyes suddenly became complicated.
Wasn't that also the first time Nuannuan and Qin Shaojin met? It's already been half a year since then, and at that time, Huanhuan hadn't divorced Gu Jizhou yet.
You could say that in these six months, the situation has changed drastically; it's no longer the Hong Kong from half a year ago!
But what he hadn't expected more was that half a year ago, the handsome and urbane man who had left Huo Jinyun in shambles and fled, Lawyer Qin, was now with his daughter...
Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Hua's face, unable to gauge what he was thinking, "Uncle Wen."
Wen Hua looked at Qin Shaojin, "Do you remember our first meeting?"
The first meeting?
