C170 Emotion Crisis Signs

As the evening lights lit up one by one and ran back, Chen Zhiwen returned home.

As soon as she entered, the room was filled with warmth. Fu Tinghan sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at the computer. His body was bathed in warm lights, and the usually sharp person seemed to be infinitely gentle.

Chen Zhiwen thought that if she called Fu Tinghan's name