Pity?

Xia Zhao's eyes widened when he heard that and he sat up straight. All his attention was on the gossip regarding his nephew even though he was pretending like he heard nothing at all. 

Ru laughed awkwardly, "Yeah. That... That was certainly the last time."

"I guess your memory isn't all that bad indeed," commented Ji Zhiren.

Ru actually didn't respond to that and just took another sip of the water in her hand.

"I thought I'd never see you again," mentioned Ji Zhiren. "It's surprising that we ran into each other. Should I call it fate?"

This time, Ru turned around to face him and said, "We have always been ill-fated. I don't need to remind you of that now, do I?"

Ji Zhiren shook his head, "No, you don't have to. You said everything you had to say when we last met. I don't think there is anything to add to that."

"I really have nothing to add to that," said Ru. "But if you want me to repeat my words, I can do it."