Lin Wanwan’s eyes were in a trance for a moment. “I just feel that life is too unpredictable and life is too fragile. Therefore, don’t leave any regrets. Otherwise, you’ll only know regret after you’ve lost it.”
Si Han pursed his lips and didn’t continue her words.
Some scars would heal sooner or later as long as they were not repeated.
“I’ll drink to this bowl of chicken soup first.”
Lin Wanwan could not help but laugh.
Si Han left the production team and directly returned to the winery. He had just reached the second floor when he saw Fuya’s room door wide open. He walked over and saw that she was packing her luggage. It was not a simple packing when she was away for filming, instead, she was packing everything that belonged to her, as if she was moving.
Si Han’s eyes darkened.
Fu Ya had been coming here less and less recently, and she would rather stay in a hotel.
“What are you doing?”