Fang Rong watched Xiang Yu leave in a hurry and stomped her foot with a huff. Back when she was still a university student, she was deeply infatuated with Xiang Yu.
Infatuated with his courage, infatuated with his personality.
But now that she had matured, her taste had changed. She preferred responsible, dependable men rather than someone like Xiang Yu, who didn't keep his word and loved to spout nonsense.
"Hmph, definitely off to mess around again," Fang Rong muttered.
After Xiang Yu left, Fang Rong glanced at Sun Bo, who was standing nearby. Although he looked vaguely familiar, she didn't know him.
After all, anyone hanging out with Xiang Yu couldn't be a good person.
Fang Rong didn't think much more of it and sat down on the sofa. She hadn't seen Xiang Yu in ages, and since they'd bumped into each other here, they obviously had to have a meal together.
