"It's fine, after all, it's been a year since the divorce, and I got what I deserved." Xu Feifei seemed nonchalant about the divorce. As if thinking of something, she pulled a woman to Gu Yuying's side, smiled ambiguously, "Yuying, guess who this is?"
"Leng Luo?" Gu Yuying was slightly startled, "Long time no see, I didn't expect you to come with my cousin."
"Long time no see, I didn't expect you to remember me." Leng Luo smiled faintly, immensely elegant.
"Of course I remember."
"I'm going to see my aunt. Have a chat." Xu Feifei did not head towards Xu Qian, as if deliberately giving them a chance to talk.
"Yuying, how have you been these years?" Leng Luo's voice was very soft, just like her personality, gentle as water, yet elegant and graceful.
She may not be a breathtaking beauty, but she makes people feel comfortable.
Most men are fond of women like her.
