"Xiaowan!"
Mu Xiangwan was startled, recognizing this familiar voice. Turning to look, she saw the handsome man with a cane was actually Han Wenxuan!
A month had passed since they last met. He seemed to be recovering nicely, even able to walk on his own now.
"Xiaowan, where are you rushing off to?" asked Han Wenxuan. He didn't seem a bit uncomfortable. His smile was still gentle and sunny, elegant and dignified.
But Mu Xiangwan was not impressed. She glanced at him and asked directly, "Do you need something?"
Han Wenxuan was taken aback, but he forced a smile, "Xiaowan, what's this attitude? We're still friends, aren't we?"
Seeing Han Wenxuan being so magnanimous, Mu Xiangwan didn't want to be overly rude. She asked him politely instead, "How is your leg recovering?"
Now that she had calmed down, Han Wenxuan's smile grew even warmer. "It's quite good. I can walk with a cane now, so I've returned to school."
"Oh. That's good then."
"Xiaowan, may I invite you to dinner?"
