"You must be aware that Sheng is coming back, right?" The old man intentionally tried to get his attention, "If you're free tomorrow morning, go pick her up from the airport."
He guessed that Cheng Yanzhi must already know the news, otherwise, he wouldn't have come back at this specific time.
Cheng Yanzhi paused his steps, however, his attitude was particularly cold, "I have a meeting tomorrow morning, and I won't be able to go."
"You haven't seen her in two years, and you don't want to see her?" The old man's face was filled with contempt— clearly this scoundrel was already restless in his heart, yet he still wanted to save face?
How unlikable!
Cheng Yanzhi raised the corners of his mouth, a look of scorn, "It's been two years. Do you think I could still love her as I did two years ago? What a pity. To me now, she means nothing at all."
Having said this, Cheng Yanzhi's long legs were already ascending the stairs.
