Song Qinghuan bit her lip, her small face was pale but she was pretending to be calm. Her slender fingers clenched tightly into a fist, unsure of whether or not to greet.
However, it seemed that her concern was unnecessary. Shi Yuhuan only regarded her as air, with absolutely no intention of acknowledging her.
His gaze was cold as it fell onto her, however, it quickly drifted away.
With such cold indifference, Song Qinghuan was used to it.
She had experienced colder moments before. And she thought it was better this way, to avoid any embarrassment.
However, immediately after, a handsome man emerged from the private dining room.
Upon seeing Song Qinghuan, he smirked and said, "Oh, Miss Bai, what a coincidence running into you here."
A familiar voice and the joking words, it was none other than the naughty Li Qianze.
Song Qinghuan welcomed him with a cheerful smile, as usual, jesting back, "Oh, it's Mr. Bai, what a coincidence indeed."
