Lun Ying was very beautiful, this fact was undeniable.
Deep inside, Li Weihuan recalled the Lun Ying from eleven years ago!
Actually, his memory of her was somewhat vague. In fact, before he saw Lun Ying, he had completely forgotten what she looked like. Yet, strangely, he was still able to recognize her at a glance upon seeing her.
Lun Ying quickly walked closer, giving him a light smile, "Let's go!"
"Let's go!"
He answered in a similarly light voice.
Walking side by side, occasionally a passing colleague would greet Lun Ying. After all, a young handsome man and the beautiful Lun Ying walking together, especially when Lun Ying rarely walked so close to a male, naturally drew ambiguous glances. Lun Ying, although of a cold nature, could not help her cheeks from heating up slightly at this unprecedented experience.
Even some colleagues went straight to ask, "Lun Ying, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome!"
