Qin Qingqing's mind was completely occupied with memories. She didn't even notice when the car got back on the road or when Zhang Minghui called her twice.
It wasn't until the car stopped at her home, which she had left four years ago, that she was pulled back to reality by the familiar surroundings, regaining some clarity.
"Qingqing, we're home."
Zhang Minghui looked at her and said with a smile.
In the four years, the only unchanged thing in G City seemed to be this villa area.
No matter how much the city has changed, this place remains as familiar as it was back then.
In the surprised voice of the maid yelling, "Sir, Miss is back! Sir, Miss is back!" Qin Qingqing followed behind Zhang Minghui, who was carrying her luggage, into the villa and the living room.
She saw her father, Qin Mu, rising from the sofa upon hearing the noise.
