After months of convincing herself that her feelings should be forgotten—of all the people who'll be invited to see the campaign, Lu Xiulan couldn't believe that she had to face him in such short notice. She was unprepared for this, and she liked to be prepared for everything. Her schedule, her plans, even her life was already planned ahead. She didn't like surprises.
"Song Yichen," Lu Xiulan acknowledged him with a nod, but her eyes were quick to look away.
At that moment, she wanted to run away from him, to run into the ladies' room inside a cubicle where she could release the tears threatening to burst. She had been doing well, or so she thought. The last few months without him had been hard, but she was starting to pick up the pieces and taking control of her life again.