Seemingly feeling her gaze, Li Chengyun slowly turned his head, his eyes drifting towards her. There was no hint of surprise, just an ambiguous expression caught somewhere between a smirk and a smile, that felt ice-cold and devoid of warmth.
"Hey!!" Song Qinghuan found the situation somewhat awkward and uncomfortable, but being acquainted, she still gave a soft greeting.
"What brings you here?" Li Chengyun's voice was icy cold.
Before Qinghuan could reply, another excited voice rang out spontaneously, "Miss Bai, you are actually in New York."
A figure was sprinting towards Qinghuan at a rapid pace.
Arms wide open, as if to give Song Qinghuan a big hug, only to be stopped by Qinghuan raising her hands: "Li Qianze, you're in New York too!"
Because of Li Qianze's arrival, Song Qinghuan no longer felt the suffocating isolation with Li Chengyun.
She couldn't help it; she always thought that Li Chengyun was colder and harder to deal with than Shi Yuhuan.
