The window in the back seat was tightly shut, and Qi Siyu watched as Mu Feichi's car drove away from her view, but all she could do was watch. She couldn't even find the strength to pull her legs off the ground.
Well, that was Mu Feichi. Despite having been within her reach, he was so cold, so distant, and impossible to read. She had always been worshipped by others, but when it came to him, she was always the one who had to put aside her pride and chase after him.
Jiang Chenghuan glanced at Qi Siyu who was standing on the red carpet. Then he realized why she was hurrying out. Thinking about the car that had driven away behind him, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
Walking up to her, Jiang Chenghuan suddenly halted for a while. Qi Siyu quickly returned to her senses. There was a trace of disappointment and frustration that lingered on her flustered face for not being able to see Mu Feichi.