Ji Xinhe stiffly pulled up the corners of her lips, what a childish ghost!
Immediately, she wanted to follow Mu Houchu's footsteps and leave.
Suddenly, Duan Lan said, "Are you doing well?"
He seemed to be gazing at her obsessively, not having seen her for six years. She was the figure that haunted his dreams; countless portraits of her hung in his study. Today, when he finally saw her, Duan Lan didn't want to miss a single second.
Ji Xinhe turned her head back to look into his persistent eyes, and calmly said, "I am fine."
Having said this, she didn't ask how he was and turned around to leave.
She knew what Duan Lan was thinking, she also knew what his heart yearned for. But what he yearned for was something she could never give - not in this lifetime. Therefore, the only thing she could do was to be more ruthless, break his persistence.