Chang Jiansheng's mind conjured up the image of He Shan's face, and he didn't know why, but he always felt a sense of familiarity with those eyes.
Especially the expression in them...
But he was sure he didn't know this woman.
Today was their first meeting.
Chang Jiansheng furrowed his brows tightly.
Then, he let it go.
No matter who this person was, she brought a letter from his brother and money, which could relieve the current financial difficulties of the family. As for future matters, he would think about them later.
Chang Jiansheng withdrew his gaze, then turned and walked into his house, closing the door tightly.
Meanwhile, on a road winding through the alleys, He Shan sat inside a black car with the window half-open. She sat by the window, gazing into the distance toward Chang Jiansheng's home, her eyes dark yet her lips carried a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
Then she softly instructed the driver in front to drive.
