"Before heading to the airport, I paid a visit to Shuzhi. She still looks so young and beautiful, watching me with a smile in her eyes..."
Ruan Shuxian's words carried a hint of sadness, fleeting in an instant.
She stirred her coffee and smiled faintly, "We're already at this age, with wrinkles at the corners of our eyes, but Shuzhi hasn't changed at all. She's there, forever there."
"Hmm." Yan Huaizheng was not a man accustomed to dwelling on the past.
Sitting here this time was simply because Ruan Shuxian had taken the initiative to speak, and at the same time, he had a question in his heart that he wanted to clarify.
"Huaizheng, do you miss Shuzhi?" Ruan Shuxian took a sip of coffee and suddenly asked.
Yan Huaizheng's gaze was distant for a moment. He didn't answer, and Ruan Shuxian didn't expect him to.
She quickly changed the topic.
"Huaizheng, may I presume to ask if you have come to the Imperial Capital this time for official business or for personal matters?"
