After taking two steps, Song Xiangsi suddenly stopped, like she felt something. With her back against Xu Jiamu, she stood there for a while before slowly turning around. Her eyes were a little cold when she stared directly at Xu Jiamu.
Reuniting after not seeing one another for a really long time, it seemed like he lost his carefree elegance. His clothes were so creased he looked like he had worn them for quite some time now. His hair was messy and his complexion looked exhausted.
But all this had nothing to do with her... He wasn't her man. She didn't want to spend any more of her time on him.
Song Xiangsi thought about it, then drew her eyes back, as though Xu Jiamu was a complete stranger. She continued on her way, but before she could take two steps, the sound of a familiar voice came. "Xiangsi."
Song Xiangsi halted for just a moment, but she never stopped. Instead, she continued to walk arrogantly onward.