Mo Yixuan entered the cafe. He had specifically chosen the clothes that He Xiyan bought for him in the past and he was clad in a casual suit that fit him perfectly. It made him seem tall and handsome.
A faint smile danced on his lips and his gaze, as he looked at He Xiyan, was full of surprise.
It had been six months since he last saw her, the woman whom he had divorced but missed every day.
His Yan Yan seemed a little different, she looked clean and fresh without makeup. Her looks weren't considered stunning but her looks made one feel comfortable. She seemed to have become a little chubbier and her face was rounder.
She sat down and looked flatly at her ex-husband. Then, she cast her eyes downward as if she was trying to avoid his hot gaze.
"Please sit," she said as she gestured for him to sit.
