"How did you end up here?"
Fang Heming thoroughly examined Yin Ci and asked her anxiously, "Yinyin, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"
Yin Ci flung his hand away and subconsciously put some distance between herself and Fang Heming. She said nonchalantly, "I'm fine. Thanks for your help, Mr. Fang."
Her aloof demeanor was no different than before.
Still, her indifference deeply hurt Fang Heming.
Ever since the Fang Family went bankrupt, he hadn't seen Yin Ci. To see her like this after so long was not the outcome Fang Heming had expected.
The man chuckled bitterly. "Yinyin, you're still as aloof as ever, making me feel like a stranger."
"Regardless of what happened between us, we grew up together. Nobody in this world understands you better than I do, you..."
"I can't even claim to understand myself, Mr. Fang, how about we stop saying things that might be misleading?"
Yin Ci interrupted Fang Heming's self-pitying monologue without hesitation.