The wind chimes of memories (22)

On the plane, Huang qingwu felt that han yichu was holding her hand very tightly.

Huang qingwu looked at han yichu's expression and thought about how she felt when she went to han yichu's house. She could understand han yichu's feelings.

"Don't worry, my parents are very open-minded. As long as we love each other, they will support us. Besides, they can see that you're so good to me. "

Huang qingwu's words did not make han yichu feel any better.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint bitter arc. Huang qingwu did not understand his concerns at all.

Huang qingwu had lost that part of her memory, but he remembered it very clearly. As long as the Black Dragon Gang had the intention to investigate, they could find out anything.

However, before he came, he still used his connections with the Han Corporation and his Information Network to hide some information.

However, he had also heard of the power and authority that the Black Dragon Gang represented.