The snow fell silently. Even the sound of footsteps had disappeared completely.
Mo Fei slowly turned around. Under the snowy white gleam, the man's tall figure loomed.
Ye Cong placed his hands behind his back and looked at Mo Fei, who turned around to face him. "I thought you would continue to hide."
Mo Fei's smile was elegant and had a hint of roguishness, just like how she was in the past.
"It's so boring to keep hiding." As she said that, the snow underneath her feet started to rustle.
Ye Cong looked down and smirked. "You're too ruthless. Do you really think that the whole world is yours?"
Mo Fei crossed her arms in front of her chest and did not refute Ye Cong's words. "I wonder when did Mr. Ye become so filial? Are you chasing me because you've fallen in love with me?"
Ye Cong was unmoved and continued to stare at Mo Fei. However, there was something different about his gaze this time.
