Tong Xiaohua's heart skipped a beat, thinking it was just her imagination, but she still stopped in her tracks, turned around, and saw a tall man striding toward her from about ten meters down the corridor.
It was Yan Bo, whom she hadn't seen or heard from in days.
The surprise on Yan Bo's face was no less than Tong Xiaohua's, yet it was clear to see that there was an inextinguishable delight shining through his bright eyes in addition to the astonishment. But in the blink of an eye, Yan Bo was standing in front of Tong Xiaohua, his probing gaze swiftly circling her.
"What a coincidence, are you here to watch the match?"
Tong Xiaohua nodded, "Mhm, and you?"
Yan Bo shook his head, "No, I came to discuss some business with Manager Xiao."
As he was speaking, someone else came out of a room down the corridor, muttering "Young Master Three..." while looking around.
When his gaze landed on them, he paused for a moment, then jogged over to greet Tong Xiaohua.
"Miss Tong, hello!"
