Chi Yue started with a jolt, then turned to look.
There was no one, only the cold wind that made the trees rustle loudly—
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing."
"Go ahead." Qiao Dongyang rubbed her hair with the palm of his hand, seeming to enjoy the mess he'd made of her head, a proud and smug smile on his handsome face, "After your competition is over, I'll find you to have a talk. We'll settle our score clearly."
"?"
Qiao Dongyang said nothing more.
Hands back in his pockets, his black coat added a touch of mystery to him in the night, yet the neon lights made his face radiate with masculinity. The combination of the two gave him the mature steadiness of a grown man and the uninhibited charm of a young man, a contradiction yet a unity.
Chi Yue glanced at him and silently walked away.
...
"It's a disaster! Guess what I just saw?"
Liu Yun rushed back to the booth, gulped down some water, and stared at Meng Jiayi and Liu Ruonan with wide, bright eyes.
