"She is Lin Mengyao."
The woman huffed coldly; almost everyone around heard her, leading to hushed whispers spreading in no time.
Lin Mengyao was unquestionably proud. As the gazes of the men shifted her way, her heart seemed to come back to life.
During the days in Germany, her skies were always gray, the world seemed to have collapsed, and it took her more than a year to step out from those shadows.
Now, she's back, and she wanted to show them all—Lin Mengyao is back.
"Mengyao, it really is you."
A woman in a white dress rushed over, her face full of surprise.
"Ruoya." Lin Mengyao immediately recognized the woman before her, and the two embraced with joy.
"When did you get back? How come you didn't tell me?"
"I haven't been back long; here I am today, looking for you."
Lin Mengyao smiled as she held onto her hand.
"I thought you wouldn't come back." As the woman said this, she immediately realized her slip-up, just as a beam of light shone over.
