Xiao Chen lifted his eyelids, and Ling Yunshu walked toward him with graceful steps on those high heels. No matter when or where, she always maintained impeccable elegance.
He hadn't seen her for over a month… no, to be precise, for thirty-five days and seventeen hours. It turned out that longing could surge so forcefully in his heart.
Xiao Chen curled his lips, but his eyes were filled with bitterness.
He knew that at this moment, he should have turned and left immediately. However, his feet, for some reason, felt nailed to the ground, unable to move. Nor could his gaze shift away from Ling Yunshu's face.
When Ling Yunshu met Xiao Chen's eyes, her lips slowly curled up, and a look of mockery flickered in her beautiful eyes.
She could see through his feelings for her in an instant. Someone like him, on what grounds did he think he could leave her?
