Chen Wanqing thought of the past, her gaze turning distant.
Meng Jintang, however, was more outwardly emotional. The rims of his eyes were red, and a layer of mist welled up in his gaze, which was filled with exhaustion and sorrow.
To prevent Chen Wanqing from seeing him lose his composure, he turned away, took a deep breath, and swallowed back his tears.
"Wanqing…"
Chen Wanqing spoke, her tone trembling slightly. "You should call me Miss Chen. It's no longer appropriate for you to use my given name."
It was just a simple sentence, yet it felt like a knife twisting in Meng Jintang's heart. For a moment, his expression shattered, as if he himself were about to break apart.
His tightly clenched fist squeezed even harder, and the Dragon and Phoenix Pendant in his palm nearly cut into his skin.
He had promised her this Dragon and Phoenix Pendant when he went to the Prefecture to take the Provincial Examination.
