"President…" said Lin Nuan, taking the initiative to greet Chu Xun.
Lin Nuan didn't greet Chu Xun earlier on because there were people between them and she could pretend that she didn't see her. But now that Chu Xun was standing right beside her, Lin Nuan couldn't continue acting as though she didn't notice her.
Chu Xun nodded, barely concealed awkwardness and embarrassment on her face.
The pouring rain continued falling endlessly. Standing beside Lin Nuan, Chu Xun's mood gradually calmed down from the initial awkwardness and fear.
She looked at Lin Nuan and suddenly opened her mouth, saying, "Lin Nuan, actually… I've seen you in Iraq before!"
Lin Nuan, who had been watching the rain form puddles on the ground, turned her head to the side to look at Chu Xun. Chu Xun's face was pale, and her hands had curled into fists; upon closer inspection, her body even seemed to be shivering slightly.
