At that moment, she saw He Yingdong!
It must be a hallucination.
Have I not been sleeping well lately? Why do I keep dreaming of him? She's had enough of his entanglement and doesn't want to see him again.
She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.
Blinking, when her vision finally cleared again, he was still there!
Dressed in a pitch-black suit, with a tall and straight figure, short slightly curly hair, above it was a distinguished and handsome face.
He was standing by the roadside, behind him was a red Ferrari sports car, and further behind, a single-standing villa.
"He Yingdong!!"
She looked at him in disbelief.
He slightly curled his lips, and his long legs slowly walked towards her.
"Did you miss me?"
"Ha! Miss you... How could I! I just didn't expect you'd follow me here!"
He smiled gently, stepping towards her, reaching out and softly stroking her forehead.
But she cautiously stepped back.
