When Mu Huan saw their faces clearly, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes. This was because among these four men was actually the man she fell in love with at first sight in the departure lounge!
This caused her to instinctively stride forward and stand in front of Bo Junyan. Reaching out, she lifted his chin, then wiped away the dirt on his face to carefully examine it. "Thankfully, your face isn't injured."
Bo Junyan: "…"
The wounds on his body were still bleeding and he could not stand up. The first thing she cared about was his face…
In the past, he'd felt that his wife loved only his face.
Now…
He felt that it was even more so.
"I didn't expect us to meet so soon. It's really fated." Mu Huan had thought that the next time they met, if she still felt that way about him, she would chase after him. She didn't expect to see him again so soon.