Unintentionally, the figure at the front desk slightly turned, and she saw the side of that person's face. Ji Shiyou's heart almost leapt out of her chest! Isn't that...
Isn't that Qiao Zhenyu? How come Qian Qian said he had already left? Isn't he right in front of her?
Could she be hallucinating?
When Ji Shiyou looked again, that person was already standing in front of the elevator. His slender figure still exuded a gentle aura.
Without a second thought, Ji Shiyou quickly walked over. Before standing still, she somewhat lost composure and called out: "Qiao Zhenyu?"
The man in front of her was clearly Qiao Zhenyu! And a living, breathing Qiao Zhenyu, only now with more cold aloofness, emitting a mysterious loneliness that no one could see through.
That man was Nancy, and Ji Shiyou wasn't aware of the truth, so naturally she mistook him for Qiao Zhenyu.
Nancy glanced around and found there wasn't anyone else. Was she really calling him?
