Glancing at his wife, Nangong Mingchuan forgot about looking for the gun and instead took a seat beside her.
"What's wrong? You look so pale."
Tang Yuyan lifted her gaze to her husband, "Mingchuan, you..."
"Hmm?"
"Why did I suddenly leave you over twenty years ago?"
Hearing this, Nangong Mingchuan was taken aback, "Haven't I said it was because of that misunderstanding? What's happening? Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Without answering his question, Tang Yuyan continued to look at him and spoke, "Then, where did I live after I left?"
"Still in Jingcheng, it's just... I don't know why, but it took many years before I found you." If it hadn't been for that car accident, he might still not have found her.
After she left, it was as if she had vanished from the face of the earth, and there was no word of 'Tang Yuyan' in the whole of Jingcheng.
"What's really going on? Why have you been so preoccupied lately?"
