Jiang Yi's car was blocked by Wen Suihan's in front of the musical fountain on Central Avenue.
Jiang Yi gripped the steering wheel tightly, yet the car remained running.
Accompanied by gentle music, the sound of flowing water lapped melodically, like sprites dancing around her ears.
The first time she had seen Wen Suihan after returning to the country was right here.
Back then, she had been crying over a heartbreak.
Wen Suihan, on the other hand, was dressed in a black hand-crafted suit, parting with business elites with handshakes one by one.
Jiang Yi had never imagined that their worlds would intersect starting from this place.
Today, back here once again, everything had changed drastically.
Wen Suihan stood in front of Jiang Yi's car window, bending over to tap her window with his hand.
"Jiang Yi, get out of the car, let's talk," he said.
Jiang Yi remained indifferent, only staring straight ahead.
She thought: Talk about what? What is there left to talk about?
