Suppressing that tense feeling in his heart, he quickened his pace and approached Ji Yao.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you, how have you been lately?"
Ji Yao's hand was still tightly clutching the report, and she quietly folded it behind her back.
Only after everything was done did she raise her head to make eye contact with Lu Jincheng.
But her eyes were already tinged with habitual impatience.
"What does it have to do with you how I've been lately? I've said it, 'the bridge returns to its own path, the road returns to its own way,' we have nothing to do with each other from now on."
Hearing the full aloofness in Ji Yao's words, wave after wave of pain stabbed at Lu Jincheng's heart.
He continually replayed the day Ji Yao harshly scolded him in his mind.
"I already know all this is my fault, I wish you would give me another chance."
Ji Yao turned her head to look at Lu Jincheng, as if she heard something amusing.
"Give you a chance?"
