At this moment, Young Master Yang was idling on the streets.
He had made plans to meet Su Xiaoxi at a tea house at three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early, so Young Master Yang leisurely squatted in front of a high-end shopping mall, watching the beautiful women passing by.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from behind, "Yang Gang, why are you here?"
It was Xia Zihan's voice.
The Xia Zihan of today was dressed in a white chiffon dress, unassuming and not showy, without any gold or silver jewellery to adorn her, yet she looked comfortable.
Recently, Xia Zihan had changed a lot. She was no longer spoilt, willful, or unreasonable. Suddenly, she had transformed from an arrogant princess into a gentle girl-next-door.
Yang Gang stood up and gave a faint smile, "Oh, just killing time."
A blush crept over the edge of Xia Zihan's ear, "Gang...Gang, would you care to accompany me for a walk around the mall?"