Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

"Get out of the car." Fu Zimo didn't even bother to meet her gaze, instead lifting the car curtain and stepping out first.,"Zi Mo, let's pay back what we owe him, together. In this life or the next.",As they descended the mountain, their conversation on the winding path was scattered by the wind, leaving not a trace. Yet, the feelings between them were as unyielding as time itself, forever etched in their hearts.。