Here Is the Point We Stop Chapter 23

The white wooden door with a refreshing heat island style is opened, and the white light in the house instantly shines on the visitor.

There was a gentle smile on the familiar handsome face, but he froze for a moment after seeing the person in the door clearly. A glimmer of light flashed in his dark green eyes, and he smiled peacefully as he looked at the curly-haired young man in the room with the same ugly complexion. The originally drafted greeting got stuck in my throat, but then it turned around in my mouth and became: "Mr. Matsuda, we meet again. Is Ah Zhen at home?"

Elliot: "?"

His already bad face became gloomier.

He repeated without a smile: "Ah Zhen?"