Looking at the man before her, Nan Xi was stunned.
It had only been a day since they had seen each other, yet for some reason, she always felt as if they were worlds apart.
It was so unexpected that she forgot to withdraw her hand from Zhou Xiannan's.
Not until Lu Jianshen stepped forward and pulled her hand from Zhou Xiannan's, squeezing it tightly in his own and forcefully pulling her small body into his embrace, did Nan Xi gradually begin to regain some awareness.
"Why are you here?" she looked at the man before her, unable to identify her feelings.
When she needed him most, he hadn't come.
But at this most misunderstanding-prone moment, he had shown up.
His timing was indeed quite coincidental.
Nan Xi pulled her hand back, simultaneously pushing Lu Jianshen away without causing a scene.
This action made Lu Jianshen very unhappy.
He scowled, his face so dark it seemed ink could be squeezed from it.
