Xiao Qing never liked being close to the opposite sex, except, of course, for Lu Jinyang. So, she subtly shifted to the side, pretending to look for someone.
In fact, she was looking for someone.
"Xiao Qing, I've thought it over during this period and feel that I owe you an apology, so..."
Before he could finish, Xiao Qing suddenly interrupted him, "Sorry, my friend is over there, I need to go~"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Qing had already taken her bag and walked away.
Watching her retreating figure, Si Nanchen gave a bitter smile, feeling like she saw him as a plague.
His gaze followed Xiao Qing's figure, noticing her stopping in front of a man and chatting intimately with him. His eyes slightly squinted—wasn't that man Leng Yixing?
Si Nanchen's heart, which had just died, was ignited once more.
Xiao Qing knew Leng Yixing, and they seemed very familiar with each other. A bold guess surged through Si Nanchen's heart, stirring restlessness.
