Is this a case of enemies on a narrow road?
She mustered her courage and went in.
Wang Rui had a crew cut, stood there in casual suit attire, his gaze towards her exceptionally dark.
Zhuo Jian thought about how Fu Yanye said he would arrive in ten minutes, and at least two minutes had passed by now; she felt that under the current circumstances, she probably wouldn't lose her life in these few minutes.
Lin Ruxiang attributed the child's death to her, but what about this man?
Lin Ruxiang seemed to be his life, her words were like imperial edicts to him.
To her surprise, Wang Rui actually nodded at her.
Zhuo Jian's heart raced, she tried to remain as calm as possible, and also nodded in return, "Buying a cake?"
"Miss Ruxiang likes the cakes from this shop,"
Wang Rui replied to her.
Zhuo Jian nodded in response.
Then silence fell.
Wang Rui picked up the cake and as he was leaving, suddenly turned to look at her.
