Suddenly, her hand was grabbed, pulling Lin Zhenxin back to reality in an instant.
It was Li Yanan.
His deep eyes looked at her, Lin Zhenxin smiled slightly and eventually walked inside.
Tu Shaohong and Tu Haohao were sitting on the sofa. In such a short time, Tu Shaohong no longer had his original sharpness, looking like just any ordinary old man.
And beside them sat a woman.
When Lin Zhenxin entered, she abruptly looked up, even in her own house, still wearing a mask and sunglasses.
Yet, even so, old scars could be seen from the parts not covered by the mask and sunglasses.
Everyone took their seats.
"I'm here today to fulfill my aunt Susan He… or Tu Xinya's last wishes."
He Bainian spoke, Lin Zhenxin slowly raised her head, last wishes?
