"I heard that you're going back to Beijing soon?" Elder Xue did not notice the passerby he had casually stopped just now as he spoke to Qiao Nian.
The girl was playing with something in her hand. Looking up and seeing his anxious expression, she stopped and smiled. Then, she casually said, "You didn't come to ask me this, right?"
Elder Xue was stunned.
The last time he saw Qiao Nian was when she left the Privy Council. Although Qiao Nian did not speak much, her attitude towards him was still good.
At the very least, she was polite.
Today, he felt the girl's alienation, as if she was not familiar with him and he was just an ordinary stranger.
Elder Xue was momentarily unused to the disparity. He looked at her with a complicated expression. "Are you still angry about my phone calls and text messages?"
His eyes were dark and unreadable for a moment. Then, he said reluctantly, "I have my stand, but I hope you won't take the wrong path."
