As Chen Zhixing was surrounded by throngs of people, being hailed and crowded around him, he brushed past next to Ruan Nanzhu.
He even just glanced lightly at her face without a hint of warmth and did not look at her again.
This left Ruan Nanzhu, who had mentally crafted a grand drama in her mind,
unable to help but gaze blankly, her brain stalling.
Wha...what's going on?
How is this completely different from what I imagined?
"Nanzhu! You troublesome girl, where did you run off to?"
It was not until her mother's voice came that Ruan Nanzhu uttered an "ah" sound, coming back to her senses.
"Mother, what is it?" Ruan Nanzhu asked somewhat flustered.
"You're really asking me 'what is it'? The Third Young Master came today, where did you run off to earlier?" Madam Ruan gave Ruan Nanzhu a look of disappointed frustration and continued, "Your father is very angry now, go apologize to him quickly!"
