Looking at the girl who ran into the elevator, Zhuo Yue's expression registered some surprise and shock.
Ye Ningyue's expression was also full of astonishment.
She heard that Tianian was sick, and even if she didn't want any more ties with uncle and aunt, that was still her sister. As her elder sister, it was only right for her to come and see her.
Otherwise, people might say she was cold-blooded and heartless, or even a white-eyed wolf.
She didn't expect, however, to encounter Zhuo Yue here.
Seeing him, she was really surprised.
"I didn't expect us to meet this way," came Zhuo Yue's cold and mocking voice by her ear.
Ye Ningyue hung her head, avoiding his gaze, standing aside, and feeling inexplicably stiff.
To be honest, she really didn't know how to face him. She also felt sorry about his grandmother's death.
Perhaps in her heart, she could also guess that Zhuo Yue now hated her.
More than just hate, in fact, Zhuo Yue wanted to strangle her upon seeing her.
