But today, could she and Huai'an still have a chance?
Not far away, a silver Audi drove past, and the woman lost in thought did not notice.
"Beep..." Xu Huai'an couldn't help but honk the horn, interrupting the woman's reverie in front. He instructed his driver to stop the car, "Qianxue, are you going to the hospital? Let me take you."
"But Young Master, the old master is waiting for you right now, and it's not convenient for you to show up at the hospital," the respectful driver reminded him.
Xu Huai'an ignored him, opened the car door himself, and walked towards Qianxue, who was wearing a purple sweater. Today, he was impeccably dressed in a suit, the black and white contrast making him look exceptionally tall and imposing, more mature and expansive than the scholarly charm he had five years ago. Especially that gentle smile under the warm sun made Qianxue's heart tremble.
She was pulled into the car by him, his pale and long fingers as gentle as they were seven years ago.
