Lu Wanwan's gaze landed on a corner of the sofa, where a handsome man in a black coat leaned back with a cell phone in his hand. When those eyes looked toward her, he was the only one who hadn't looked up from start to finish.
Qiao Moran!
"Ji Shaoyang, long time no see," Lu Wanwan said without hesitation this time.
Lu Wanwan and Gu Annan attended the same high school, with Gu Annan a grade above her, and Ji Shaoyang was not only in the same class as Gu Annan but also his good friend. There was a time when Lu Wanwan, like a little tail, followed Gu Annan every day, naturally coming to know Ji Shaoyang as well.
At first, she always wondered how such a tough and cold loner had a friend as approachable and kind as Ji Shaoyang, which seemed nothing short of a miracle.
Shao Zhiheng's curious gaze lingered for a while, "So you are Lu Wanwan, back then I..."
