This is the second time that Mu Jiyun stepped into this simple and warm apartment. It was totally different from the feeling when he first came. At that time, he was just full of curiosity about her, absolutely not as full of love as today, so the pictures he saw had a very different feeling.

The slender fingertips slipped gently through every item as he walked, and finally stayed on the thick stack of well-kept newspapers in his study. His brows were wrinkled unconsciously. Curiously, he pulled out a copy that looked like he had been reported by a large margin. In the picture, he laughed with evil spirit and...