Hanging on to the lioness while still flirting with the butterflies.
For instance, right now, this was the third time she had witnessed a highly reminiscent scene.
In the beverage aisle of the supermarket, Jiang Shuyao walked around two shelves and, looking up, suddenly stopped in her tracks.
That bastard's profile was all too recognizable.
He seemed to be there to buy water too, but unlike the last time, he now held a cigarette between his fingers.
Jiang Shuyao's brows furrowed slightly.
When did he start smoking again?
She took a step, intending to go over, but a girl appeared in her line of sight first.
Jiang Shuyao instinctively stopped in place, ready to observe the man's reaction.
The stacks of mineral water bottles on the shelves were tall enough to completely hide her.
The girl was quite direct, diving straight to the point, "Pei Yan, could I have your contact details, WeChat is fine."
Not bad, she called out his name quite naturally.
