"Youxuan..."
Ye Zhanxing's shoulder was still bandaged, and upon seeing Qin Youxuan, his gentle eyes brimmed with moisture as he hurriedly stepped forward.
Before he could get close to Qin Youxuan, Dan Hanjie intervened.
"This is not the place to talk, let's go inside and then discuss," Dan Hanjie said, taking hold of Qin Youxuan's hand and pulling her inside, not giving Ye Zhanxing a chance to speak.
The meeting place was chosen by Qin Youxuan.
It was the same cafe, the same second-floor spot they were at before.
This was where she had first come to drink coffee alone with Ye Zhanxing.
Back then, she had looked up to this man with admiration and affection.
In the blink of an eye, everything had changed, and now, even starting a conversation seemed impossible.
"How are you feeling?"
Qin Youxuan sat on the sofa, feeling uneasy under Ye Zhanxing's intense gaze, and chose the most neutral topic to start with.
