Having been upstaged, Song Anqi's face turned somewhat unsightly.
She cast her gaze over, and upon one glance, her eyes widened in disbelief.
Could it be, was she seeing things?
She actually saw someone unexpected.
The woman who entered the hall with Yan Kejun, dressed in a lake-blue gown, her voluminous hair styled into a beautiful bun, walking in gracefully—who else could it be but Song Yinyin?!
.........
On Binhai Road in A City, the clouds were light and the breeze gentle.
Song Yinyin, wearing a lake-blue off-shoulder gown, watched as large clusters of kapok flowers floated down like snow above her head, feeling an indescribable tension.
What if she saw Lu Jihan soon, what would he think?
And how should she explain her presence at the hall?
Moreover, if he was truly with Song Anqi, how should she handle herself?
An inexplicable tension, hesitation, and turmoil filled her heart, to the point where she unknowingly broke out in a cold sweat.
