When Yan Wuxu walked past the corridor, the lights had just been turned on, and she heard that Su Ziceng had come by today. He should have already left by now, and anyway, she didn't want to bump into Su Ziceng. The scene of her first meeting with Su Ziceng seemed as if it had happened just yesterday, but in just a short span of time, they had already gone their separate ways.
Over the years, she had been with quite a few different men, from the useless Fei Qing to the domineering Su Qingzhang, and now the indulgent Shang Yin. She had treated each man as a lifesaver, but it was a pity that, after all the ups and downs, she still hadn't managed to hold onto any one of them.
When she reached the middle of the corridor, Yan Wuxu kicked something hard with her foot. She looked down and saw a Rose Handbook. How could there be a Rose Handbook in this house?
