Bai Zhi didn't know what to do. Should she politely greet him like in the past? Or just walk by pretending not to know him?
Forget it, considering the hatred he has for her now, he probably wouldn't want to talk to her either. Why bother asking for trouble?
Bai Zhi's fingers moved slightly, then she bit her lip slightly and lowered her head, walking past him.
"What's this, you don't recognize me?"
His voice was so cold, it seemed to freeze Bai Zhi in her tracks.
"Mr. Duan, what a coincidence."
"Quite the coincidence." Duan Xingzhi leaned against the wall, looking at her, "But it's also very surprising. I didn't expect that in just a short while, you'd have someone new by your side. Didn't you say before you'd grow old together with Li Mingyu?"
Bai Zhi turned slightly, facing him, the earlier tension seemed to dissipate instantly. The sarcasm in his words turned her back into that prickly woman.
