is family, he simply glossed over it, avoiding excessive attention. He absolutely didn't want his hard-earned business to be tainted with any political color."To outsiders, the Zhuo family in the capi...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phonemade it very clear to him that she had to choose between Wen Jian and her, he still thought of the little girl's whims, thinking it was just a childish tantrum that would pass. 。didn't really take it...