Helan Fangnian thought that if he ever found 'Monica' again, he must hold her tightly in his arms, shelter her from the rain. Never to let her live in fear and uncertainty, wandering about in desperation. Never again to live her life being on the run.
Never did he think that upon seeing her again, she looked totally different from what he remembered.
Yan Qingsi laughed sarcastically. "Admit? Admit that we know each other, then make it public that we got to know each other at the red light district of Country M? Then have everyone think that I'm a prostitute from the red light district?"
Helan Fangnian retorted in anger, "Things were complicated back then! We were seeking shelter, a place to hide out of desperation. That was not a shameful act. Why would you speak of yourself in such a way!?"