"No, it's not like that, it's not..." Yige slowly, hesitantly uttered these words, tears already flowing abundantly.
...
One year later.
"How did you all know I'm returning home today?"
The woman in a turquoise cheongsam dress, draped in a camel-colored coat and black thick high-heeled ankle boots, held a small vintage suitcase in one hand and a phone to her ear in the other, gracefully stepping out of the airport.
She stood by the roadside, hailed a taxi, and got in.
"Sister Xiao Yi, if we brothers want to know something, then there's nothing we can't find out about." Gu Yan's arrogant voice came through the phone.
Yige pursed her crimson lips, "I know what you're capable of, Mr. Gu."
"Sister Xiao Yi, we brothers are waiting at Xing Shi Restaurant to welcome you back, so hurry up." Gu Yan said lazily.
"I'm already in the car." Yige replied, then told the driver in the front row, "Driver, to Xing Shi Restaurant."
"Xing Shi?"
