Yan Ziyu looked at Zou Xuehui's back, with a faint smile on his lips.

The moment Zou Xuehui turned around, her expression seamlessly switched to a look of panic.

Sure enough, Zou Xuehui was extremely satisfied.

During this day, Zou Xuehui not only changed Yan Ziyu's clothes and shoes, but also took him to have his hair styled.

That hairstyle was the one Yan Yunping used when he was young.

After dressing up like this, it was originally only a six-point figure, but it turned out to be an eight-point figure.

Zou Xuehui herself was in a daze.

It seemed that the person standing in front of him was not Yan Ziyu, but the former Yan Yunping.

"It's like, it's really similar."

Zou Xuehui couldn't help but raise her hand and touch Yan Ziyu's cheek, murmuring to herself: "Yunping, why can't we be good?

We already have children, why can’t you forget her?”

"Xue Hui, what are you talking about?"

Yan Ziyu asked.

Zou Xuehui suddenly came back to her senses, regained her indifference, and said coldly: "Okay, we should go back."

"OK."

Yan Ziyu followed Zou Xuehui obediently back to the villa, putting his things aside and preparing to take them away when he got off work.

Zou Xuehui saw it and asked subconsciously: "Why don't you put it back in the room?"

Yan Ziyu looked at her puzzled: "I don't have a room."
Chapter completed!