It’s Been Three Years, How Are You?

Xuxu fished out her phone from her bag and then realized that the battery was dead.

District Head Liu had retrieved the bag she'd left at the boat and not a single thing was missing inside.

She was quite touched by that.

"Excuse me, would it be possible for you to help me find a charger?" She waved to the service attendant who walked past her and asked.

She had checked-in her charger with her luggage.

The service attendant saw her phone, smiled at her and answered, "Sure thing, please wait for a while."

Yan Rusheng shot her a look and was tempted to stop the service attendant from getting her a phone charger.

Such eagerness to get in touch with her first love, so unbecoming.

After connecting the phone to the charger, it instantly lit up.

A few missed calls and text messages.

The missed calls were all from Jiang Zhuoheng. As she was about to read the text messages, her phone rang.

[Jiang Zhuoheng] showed up on her caller ID.

Her lips curled as she answered the call, "Hello, Ah Heng."

Yan Rusheng, who was sitting to her right, heard her greeting. He was instantly alert and stared at Xuxu as if he was policing her.

Before he could disapprove, Xuxu jumped up excitedly.

"Is this real?" Her eyes shifted to the door of the VIP lounge and started walking towards it.

Forgetting that her phone was connected to the charger, she was stopped in her tracks by the cord.

She looked back and made eye contact with a narrowed pair of dark pupils.

Why was he looking at her like that?

Boss Yan hid his emotions, and he stared at Xuxu for a while. Finally, he contemptuously withdrew his gaze and continued to browse through his magazine.

His sleek fingers gripped the paper, the details of his finger as clear as crystal under the soft lighting of the VIP lounge.

He sat there with poise, exuding a sense of elegance.

Wen Xuxu initially wanted to speak to him, but sensing that he didn't care about her whereabouts, she continued her phone conversation.

The phone call was still ongoing.

"Xuxu? Are you still listening?" Jiang Zhuoheng questioned anxiously, "Why aren't you replying?"

"Oh, I just left the lounge," Wen Xuxu answered.

She pulled open the door and stepped outside. She walked towards the glass railing and glanced at the passersby in the main lobby.

"Xuxu, can you spot me?" Jiang Zhuoheng's voice echoed from the phone. His tone was excited.

"Nope, I can't." Wen Xuxu looked at the escalator and continued walking towards it.

Suddenly, she felt a strong hug on her waist from behind.

At first, she was stunned, and her face turned white. After a few seconds, a smile spread across her face, and her eyes filled with excitement and joy.

"Xuxu." A familiar voice, deep and comforting, greeted her.

The sounds stopped, tangled and died away…

In that instant, everything around them seemed to stop, including their heartbeats.

After a moment of silence, that comforting voice once again stirred up he heart.

"It's been three years, how are you?"

Wen Xuxu nodded gently. "I'm good. Ah Heng, how have you been?"

She took a small step forward and turned around.

She faced the tall and suave man standing right in front of her.

Although he was dressed in ordinary casual wear, he couldn't hide his aristocratic temperament, strong jawline, beautiful face, and that pair of deep phoenix-like eyes.