From a Rich Man to a Brick Mover

Lin Wanwan felt a headache regarding his one-track mind.

"Why don't you give it a try? Let yourself go and lose the past. The future will be even better that way. Tang Chen, the fate that belongs to you might already be here. If you continue to persist, you will only be missing it again and again. Give yourself a chance. Don't start to regret it only after you're old."

Her serious look was really charming.

Tang Chen gazed at her and felt conflicted beyond words.

Actually, he had long known that he wouldn't be able to obtain Lin Wanwan in this lifetime.

However, he was still unwilling to take this lying down. He also couldn't forget her and couldn't bear to let her go.

Tang Chen suddenly reached out and wanted to mess up Lin Wanwan's hair. Seeing that she subconsciously wanted to avoid him, he plucked out a strand of her hair evilly.

"Oh!"

Lin Wanwan let out a cry and rubbed her scalp. "What are you doing?!"