The woman who came in was the unreasonable one she'd run into at the bookstore that day. Turns out she knew Gong Ting—no wonder she'd been acting so badass back then, Xiao Yu thought to herself.
Yhan Xi stared at her. Relying on a woman's sixth sense, she didn't have a good feeling about Xiao Yu. She sized her up—pretty enough, nice figure, and in her hands was that exact same professional book.
Not long ago, she had just returned to the country and ran into Gong Ting again at a dinner.
In fact, she had always been following the news back home, keeping an eye on how things ended between Gong Ting and Anning Palace. She'd heard they were about to get engaged. That night she got drunk and, emboldened by the alcohol, called him to confess her feelings.
What she got in return was the man hanging up on her, hard.
She knew that even though they'd been childhood sweethearts, there was no place for her in his heart.
