Chi zixian did not even have the time to open his umbrella before he rushed out the door. Unexpectedly, just as he reached the entrance of the mansion, he saw a girl with long flowing hair walking in slowly and calmly with an umbrella in her hand.
That familiar figure walked closer and closer until she stood in front of him.
Chi Chuxia?
For a few seconds, Chi Xianxian thought that he had seen the wrong person.
The heavy rain fell on his handsome face, soaking his short hair, but also blurring his eyes.
In front of them, Chu Xia was standing under an umbrella, not in the least bit as embarrassed as they had imagined.
No, not only was she not in a sorry state, but she was also stunned.
