ment, the front desk girl greeted him enthusiastically."Is Shao Lu here"Lu Kuo smiled brightly and praised the young lady.“Your eyebrows look good today, they suit you.”The front desk was even happier...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 phonenable to bring herself to step inside. She felt utterly wretched, a million times worse than her father had ever been. Was this the blood of her father that coursed through her veins Were they destin...