Lu Chengfeng's face grew paler and paler.
Lin Man looked at him, her face still showing a faint smile.
So, he still cared?
Did it also hurt him?
"Chengfeng."
A voice sounded from behind.
Chi Xiaowan saw them, running hurriedly from a short distance.
Smelling the scent of alcohol on them, she sniffed at Lu Chengfeng and frowned, "Did you drink?"
"It's alright, I just had a little bit." Lu Chengfeng said, rubbing his forehead, "Why are you here?"
"I couldn't sleep at home, worried about you."
Hearing Chi Xiaowan's words, Lin Man felt stabbed and her body swayed. She managed to smile and said, "Sorry, I have some things to handle. I'll leave first."
"Goodbye, Miss Lin."
Chi Xiaowan greeted her.
Lin Man turned around, took a deep breath, and walked forward with rigid steps.
