"...What do you mean?"
Ye Mingmei grasped the armrest with both hands, a flicker of panic in her eyes.
"You should be asking yourself this. Didn't you say you came to Paris for work? But if I remember correctly, I found out that Qin Youxuan only booked one ticket through her assistant. How did you meet Jin Chenye? Still unclear?"
Yu Xiuzhun stared at her intently, noticing Ye Mingmei's shocked look, and satisfactorily hid his gaze.
Leaning back on his chair, he closed his eyes to rest.
Leaving Ye Mingmei in a daze, staring blankly ahead.
Across a few rows, she looked at Jin Chenye's handsome silhouette.
Their encounter was not coincidental at all, but deliberately arranged by someone.
Does Jin Chenye know?
If he does, does it mean his care for her is all because of Qin Youxuan?
Because of the woman he loves.
Ye Mingmei shook her head, trying not to overthink.
She raised her head, meeting Jin Chenye's gaze.
