53 FILTHY

"Guangxi." She took one small step, then another, and another. She's almost beside him. Su Jingjing gently tugged the man's sleeve. "Guangxi. How do I look?" She tried to sound cheerful. She even smiled. "Your friend helped me a lot today so that I wouldn't embarrass you. I hope… I hope we can talk… I just need a few minutes of your time… Guangxi…"

"…" Xue Guangxi did not respond to her at all.

She took his silence as a good sign. She continued. "I waited last Saturday at the temple for you… Have you forgotten? Can we talk? Please? I won't stop until we settle our misunderstandings."

Yang Haoran could also hear her futile pleas but ignored her. In his mind, he couldn't stop thinking how pathetic this lady is in front of him. He's annoyed, but didn't do anything to stop her. He's observing Xue Guangxi's reaction.