In an elegant cafe located in the center of the city.
As Nian Xiaomu walked toward the entrance, she gripped her handbag tightly.
She had thought it through carefully before deciding to face her past.
Although she had set her mind to it, she was inevitably nervous at this moment in time.
"How many of you, Miss?" The staff member at the reception greeted Nian Xiaomu politely when she saw her push the door and enter the cafe.
"I'm looking for someone. He should be here already." Nian Xiaomu turned to the side to check and found Fan Yu sitting quietly at a table in the corner.
He was not dressed in his usual business suit. Today, he was clad in a white shirt and a pair of casual pants.
His distinctive and handsome features were out of the ordinary.
His long fingers were stirring a cup of coffee with a small teaspoon while he appeared to be thinking of something.
It was clear that he was deep in thought.