When Lu Qingyi arrived at the snack shop, someone else was standing under the tree where she normally liked to stand.
"Qingyi."
Perhaps hearing the footsteps, Tang Yaxin turned her head and smiled, a look of familiarity on her face.
Tang Yaxin was wearing a white fringed long dress, her hair draped over her shoulders, lightly made up, she seemed ethereal.
She pursed her lips in a gentle laugh, revealing her sharp little canine teeth, exuding a sense of ladylike demureness.
"We are not acquainted."
Lu Qingyi was silent for a moment, speaking coldly.
She felt particularly uncomfortable when Tang Yaxin spoke to Xu Boyan, she didn't really like this innocent, gentle girl.
"Ah, Boyan's friends are my friends, we grew up together, and our friends are mutual. I believe this time is no exception."
Tang Yaxin laughed gracefully, readjusted her hair, and looked at Lu Qingyi with a satisfied smile.
