In his memory, Chen Zhi didn't have a single friend, not even other relatives; who could she possibly have plans with?
Could it be An Yichen?
That's right, didn't they say they were going to find time for a meal together? It must be An Yichen.
"You don't need to worry about this, go have your meal. I'm going to be late, goodbye." Chen Zhi didn't say anything more and walked towards the side of the road.
Si Ye watched her get into a taxi and, after thinking it over, decided to follow in his car.
He didn't want to give her and An Yichen the chance to be alone; who knew if their old feelings might rekindle.
Chen Zhi arrived at the predetermined restaurant and saw a man in a neatly pressed shirt sitting in a corner by the window. There was a rose on his right-hand side and he was holding a magazine in his left.
This was the secret signal Aunt Xu had told her about; Chen Zhi recognized it instantly and knew the man was Xiu Jianxin.