Cheng Zhimin, you really have gone mad. You don't know anything about Shu Tinglan's family background If her father's affairs were to get involved with your Zhu Hong, just wait and see how you two han...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phonesider retiring early. After all, who would meet a wife who was even more dedicated to her work than himShu Tinglan drove to work. It wasn't rush hour yet, so the road was clear and she arrived at Gu G...