Gu Xiqiao lowered her head, sending a text to Jiang Shuxuan—[We're at the milk tea shop, wait for us at the intersection]
The long wind chime that hung by the entrance of the shop brushed her shoulders, and when she raised her head, she saw Hua Youlin sitting by the window. Her gaze slid from him towards the man whose back was facing her.
Her clear, black eyes narrowed.
The man was also turning around to face her, revealing a face with delicate features and a smile on his lips. He nodded at her in greeting.
