Of course, besides fear and nervousness, a trace of resentment also grew in her heart! If not for the latter, how could her man have been taken away? The woman in front of her destroyed her happiness and is the root of all evil.
Facing such an identity, if there was no hatred in her heart, that would absolutely be false; she couldn't just calmly act as if nothing happened.
After calming her inner emotions, Lu Miaochan took a deep breath and also raised a hand, with complicated feelings shook hands with Lin Tong, her red lips slightly parted: "Hello, Miss Lin, I'm Lu Miaochan, Ye Xuan's... I'm his friend."
When she said the last sentence, her tone obviously paused for a moment, carrying a trace of dryness and anxiety.
Upon seeing this, Lin Tong's lips curved slightly, her tone carrying a hint of ease: "If you don't mind, you can call me Xiaotong, or Sister Tong."
"Then... I'll call you Xiao... Sister Tong." Lu Miaochan bit her lip, softly saying.
