Private Talk

"Whoa, Whoa, guys, what happened here?" an impish voice filled the air. Xinyuan immediately recognised the voice. Just days ago, they had bid each other goodbye at Cree's office in City A, so why the sudden move to City N?

With curls dangling down her back, in trudged Qiao Ruo's spirited young cousin, Yan Xiazhi. Contrary to how she was unjustly stuffed in clothes of outdated fashion, this time, she was clad coolly in a dazzling black leather jacket and matching leggings, worn over a classy blouse. She appeared more like a superstar than a country bumpkin lost in the city!

The mere sight of her lips brought the memory of their accidental kiss into Xinyuan's mind, and he hastily clapped his hands over his cheeks to obscure the abrupt redness of his cheeks. However, witnessing her make a dramatic entrance with her Plain Jane looks enhanced with makeup made him perceive her in a different light!