"Mr. Gong, what a coincidence."
With a playfully charming smile, the girl greeted him, "I didn't expect to see you here at Mose. What do you say, is this what people call... destiny?"
Ming Ge had come to Mose after receiving a call from her mother, Madam Gong, and had decided on the spur of the moment; naturally, Gong Yeyan couldn't possibly flatter himself with the thought that she had followed him.
However, the girl's radiant smile was too brilliant, causing a rare mischievous interest to arise in Gong Yeyan's heart. His eyelashes slightly lowered, he said indifferently, "It could also be a fateful misfortune."
"Hmm, whether it's a blissful fate or a torturous one, in the end, it's still a kind of destiny."
Ming Ge, in her black dress, gracefully sat down, crossing her slender and fair legs, resting her chin in her right hand, and gazing at the man beside her.
