Meng Shuqing left the event, slipped out through the back door, and as soon as she stepped outside, she saw a familiar figure.
"Xiao Bai!"
Meng Shuqing exclaimed with delight.
In the light, the tall figure turned around. Unlike the handsome Chu Huaijin, who exuded a gentlemanly aura as warm as jade, An Bai had sharp features that made him strikingly handsome. Just standing there, he gave off a vibe of 'keep your distance'.
However, when he turned and saw Meng Shuqing, his eyes seemed to shine with light, and the originally sharp lines of his face softened.
He opened his arms wide.
Meng Shuqing happily ran up to him and stopped. Looking up, she asked, "When did you come back?"
"Today." An Bai, with outstretched arms, asked, "What, after such a long absence, shouldn't you give me a hug?"
"Save your hugs for your future wife then."
Meng Shuqing rolled her eyes and waved the flowers in her hand, asking, "Did you send these?"
