Chapter 19 Breathing
Translator: 549690339
Lu Zhaoran watched the couple showing off their affection with a mix of cold rage, his hand balled into a fist at his side. In front of him, she pretended to be a saint, but as soon as she turned around, she fawned over another man.
Sitting opposite Lu Zhaoran, Lai Zhiyuan caught every shift in his expression. She narrowed her eyes to see Yan Luoxi approaching with the elegant and noble man, then suddenly called out, "Sister, what a coincidence!"
Yan Luoxi felt sickened by her natural use of the word "sister."
Stopping in her tracks as if she had just noticed them, Yan Luoxi feigned surprise, "Oh, it's you. I didn't even notice you before; you're really lacking presence."
Lai Zhiyuan's brows twitched, but she didn't get angry, instead sizing up the man beside Yan Luoxi.
The man had a mature and inscrutable charm, wearing a custom-tailored suit whose brand was not apparent, exquisitely cut, exuding a restrained sexiness.