She pinched at Su Yu's waist silently before she politely nodded at Liancheng Yazhi. "It's been a while, Mr. Liancheng Yazhi."
Her euphemistic and moving voice, laced with the slight softness of a Jiangnan woman, was so soft that it felt like a small hand was caressing one's heart.
Liancheng Yazhi's face was as calm as ever and remained indifferent. However, only he knew how tight his hand was clenched inside his pocket.
He thought that as long as he stopped seeing her, this woman's influence on him would disappear eventually. In the past month, he never even thought of her again.
He even thought that his mood hadn't changed too much when he saw Rong Yan earlier.
However, just a simple sentence from her had blown up a storm within his heart.
He even had the urge to break her neck. Did she lack men that much? It had only been a month and she was already with Su Yu.
