It was hard to describe the feeling in his heart.
It definitely wasn't the pleasant surprise of a long-awaited reunion. After all, he'd been the one to play her, and now there was an ineffable awkwardness to the moment.
And... a hint of fear.
'If Liszt arranged this, this is fucking insane!'
'What is that bastard trying to do?'
As the daughter of a board member of a multinational hotel group—one headquartered in the United States—Lin Chu instantly suspected she and Liszt might be connected.
Just then, Liao Meili saw Lin Chu as well.
A few months had passed, but her figure was still perfect and her face just as lovely. In fact, her unique aura of cold, elegant beauty had grown even frostier than before.
She looked exactly like a woman who, after being hurt by a man, had sealed off her heart and was just trying to get away from it all.
She started walking toward him.
