Zhao Anqi shook her head with a helpless expression, "So, you two are quite similar, you don't even notice people walking towards you! So, let's just pretend we never ran into him, after all, he entered the elevator without even glancing sideways…"
Zhao Anqi recalled when she first accidentally ran into Ning Zesheng, she was even about to tell the airhead next to her to say hello, but who knew Ning Zesheng walked by without even a side glance, just like the airhead beside her!
Later, when they met again, she deliberately observed, and these two people weren't really ignoring others; it was... maybe they have their own world, their own vision!
Qiao Anlu didn't care about the implication of her words, she directly sat up and asked, "So you saw him? Did you think his shirt looked familiar today?"
"Oh~" Zhao Anqi showed a hint of surprise, "You actually notice other people's clothes?"
