Only by not caring can one forget hatred.
"I... I haven't been doing well these past three years." How could he? Ever since he parted ways with her, his mother fell ill, his finances plunged into difficulty, and Cheng Tingting abruptly ended their relationship. He struggled at the very bottom... Although it had been three years of hard work, he was no longer the same anxious young man. But the hardship of those three years couldn't easily be shrugged off.
Jian Anning's response was just a light and delicate smile.
Some things, when laid out in the open, actually leave less room for concern. Just like her view of Lu Jiayuan now, she thinks of him as nothing more than a male classmate with whom she had a good relationship; it was hardly significant.
"Anning..." Lu Jiayuan looked at her, his eyes filled with complexity.
He probably hadn't expected that when they met again after three years, her attitude towards him would be like this, right?
