[819] Just like this... brushing past each other

Wen Xiangyang just stopped there, standing at one end of the corridor, staring at Li Lanxi whose face was still clouded with gloom.

Wen Xiangyang had a lot to say, a lot to ask, but in the end, she didn't say anything at all, only calling out two words, "Xiao Lan..."

Li Lanxi's face was stern as she stared at Wen Xiangyang at the other end of the corridor.

What expression was on her face? Seeing her with a face about to cry, for whom was she putting on this show?

She would never believe her again! Never!

Li Lanxi walked over, step by step toward Wen Xiangyang.

Seeing Li Lanxi coming toward her, Wen Xiangyang inexplicably became nervous. The feeling was even more intense than the first time she met Mu Chaoyang. It felt like her feet weighed a thousand pounds as she walked toward Li Lanxi, "Xiao Lan..."

Yan Xin stood beside Wen Xiangyang, watching Li Lanxi approach, then glanced at Wen Xiangyang.

She truly wanted to feel jealous.

But she couldn't muster it.