"It's a shame all the evidence from back then is gone."
Huo Tianhao gently stroked her back and chuckled. "Nothing is ever absolute. Anything that's done is bound to leave a trace. Don't worry about this; I'll investigate it for you."
Xia Zhaoyun's eyes sparkled as she gazed down at him. "Brother Hao, you're the best," she said, playfully nibbling his chin.
Huo Tianhao hissed and swatted her playfully. "Are you trying to make it so you can't go to work tomorrow?"
Xia Zhaoyun let out a mischievous chuckle and snuggled down on top of him again, like a lazy kitten.
A cold glint flashed in her eyes. 'This life is so different from my last one.
'For example, Huo Tianhao is still alive and well, and he's become my man.
'Song Zhenbao still married Tong Yuanbin, only it happened more than two years earlier.
