She walks up to Lan Xiu, her beauty like a radiant light. Her striking cold gaze leaves a strong impression, as if she is still that noble queen.
"Xiu."
As if not noticing Yuanya, Murong Wei focuses on Lan Xiu, greeting him warmly yet appropriately.
With an unbothered glance, Lan Xiu responds with a distant mhm, keeping a safe twenty meters between them.
His indifference flashes a hint of embarrassment across her face.
Is this how it's going to be? Not leaving even a shred of any feelings, is that it?
Stealing a glance at the unconcerned Yuanya, Murong Wei slightly tightens her right hand by her side, then relaxes it again.
She immediately laughs and says, "Enough with the talking, Brother Shaofan hasn't eaten since he got off the plane, let's accompany him to grab something to eat."
Some tactless individual interrupts, "Mr. Jin hasn't arrived yet, aren't we waiting for him?"