Song Rui looked at that breathtaking profile, and suddenly felt as if his life bar had been completely drained.
His gaze was fixed, not knowing whether his heart was beating too fast or had stopped beating altogether.
If Rong Qiao was pure, then the girl in the photograph was like an enchanting fairy, capable of seducing a man's soul with just one glance.
Nothing in the world could compare to her!
Madam Song noticed her son's expression and sneered inwardly... Men! Not a single one is truly pure-hearted.
Just a second ago, he was swearing it was true love!
Yet now, his eyes were transfixed on his girlfriend's sister and couldn't look away.
It seemed she could rest easy.
"Song Rui, do you know what Rong Yan is doing now?"
His mother's question snapped Song Rui back to reality, and he realized his own lapse.
He cleared his throat, "What is she doing now? Shouldn't she have just graduated from college?" After all, they were classmates back in the day.
