บท 457: A Familiar Face

Jiang Yao listened intently to what Chen Xuyao had to say. She never thought that Lu Xingzhi was such an eccentric person.

If not for Chen Xuyao's account, she would never get to know how Lu Xingzhi was during his schooling days.

He might be a man of few words, but he was an unfettered soul, free and independent—the character typical of a young man. As time passed, he came to be more mature and reliable, leaving his younger, carefree self, behind in time.

Jiang Yao felt a little sorry for herself that she was not there with him during his youthful days.

Lu Xingzhi did not interrupt Chen Xuyao while he was speaking, seeing Jiang Yao's full-fledged focus on his narration. Only when Chen Xuyao was done did Lu Xingzhi grab hold of Jiang Yao and gently pulled her toward himself.

"Mind the crowd here." Lu Xingzhi reminded her, "There're many people carrying rough stones around. It would hurt a lot if you bump into one."