the organization

The woman gazed at the person on the embroidery with deep feeling, her eyes full of

tenderness and hope, which could melt everything in the world.

“Ryan, how are you doing now? Do you already know about me? I’m sorry about what I

did to you and the Howards…”

The woman’s eyes were filled with tears, and there was a worried and heartbreaking

look on her face.

Two tears dripped on the embroidery, wetting the forehead of young man upon it.

At this moment, a red figure appeared silently behind the woman, moving gently and

softly, afraid of waking the woman up.

The woman sensed the arrival of the red figure. She wiped her tears, looked up, smiled

and said, “Sunny, you’re here. Have a chat with me.”

Sunny was a girl in her twenties. She was very beautiful, like a fairy walking out of a

painting. In terms of beauty, she was slightly better than Phoebe and Kaylie!

Sunny was dressed in Hanfu, the traditional dress of Chinese people. She looked like a

rich young

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