C617 A Strange Woman

Suddenly, the little girl and Fu Nian's faces overlapped.

Fu Chuxin's fingers trembled as she raised her arm, wanting to touch the little girl.

"Nian, is that you?"

Hearing the woman's slightly hoarse voice calling her name, Gao Niannian tilted her head and her eyes sparkled under the light.

"You know my name?"

In Gao Niannian's memory, there was no impression of this strange woman