Even though she knew that the man before her was no longer a part of her life, her gaze uncontrollably lingered on him.
She sized him up, noticing his steady steps and composed appearance, a black trench coat enhancing his tall and slender figure, attractive and charming.
His injuries had healed; he was still the same strong and commanding colonel as before. The only difference was that there was no trace of her in his eyes.
A touch of bitterness surfaced in her heart, and her hands clenched slightly.
Bo Siyan didn't see her; instead, he followed a waiter into a private room up ahead.
As he did not encounter her, Ning Xia couldn't tell if she was relieved or saddened; she just stood there blankly until she passed by the door of that private room and inadvertently glanced inside.
The door of the room was ajar, and she saw Bo Siyan sitting on a couch with his back to her, facing… Jiang Mingxia.
Her steps halted suddenly, a flash of surprise in her eyes.
