Chapter 8: Fu Moyi turned to look at the man in the shirt, "I don't like the look of her.

As she spoke, Yao Qing was enveloped in darkness as a suit jacket covered her head.

The scent of tobacco curled into her nostrils, and she felt a familiar itch in her heart as her craving for a cigarette seemed to resurface.

She pulled the suit off her head and looked at the man beside her, suddenly feeling an urge to laugh, "I already told you, I'm an ex-girlfriend, whose face am I throwing for you? Yanshen, you care so much about an ex, aren't you afraid that your 'moon in your heart' will find out and come after you?"

She still remembered the name that female model mentioned in the ladies' room.

What was it again, Tang Yi.

That Yanshen, he even kept himself chaste for her—a courtesy he had not extended to Yao Qing back then.

Perhaps this is what meeting true love is like, and her? Merely a passerby?

Yu Yanshen remained silent, and Yao Qing tossed the expensive jacket back at him.

The latter didn't catch it, and the garment fell to the ground.

Without a second glance, she stepped forward in her delicate high heels and turned to leave.

The emotions in her heart were tumultuously indescribable.

She had thought that in the four years that had passed, her feelings for Yu Yanshen had cooled to indifference, devoid of hate or love, and that if they met, she could casually greet him with a "long time no see."

But his appearance seemed to effortlessly stir her emotions, preventing her from treating him with equanimity.

But that was normal; after how he had treated her four years ago, she wasn't some pushover to be trifled with, so of course, she felt some emotion.

Reaching a corner, she entered the elevator, only to meet a familiar face.

When the elevator doors opened, Fu Moyi was standing inside.

The tall figure, dressed in a black jacket paired with baggy hip-hop pants, had a cigarette tucked behind his ear.

Fu Moyi was still the same carefree self, while Yu Yanshen had changed so much. The fact that the two remained best friends for so long must be because they were cut from the same cloth—both scoundrels.

Yao Qing and his gaze met, and neither moved.

One second, two seconds.

"Isn't this Miss Yao, decided to return?" Fu Moyi laughed, his eyes not shining with sincerity.

"You and Yanshen really are best friends from high school, even your lines are exactly the same," Yao Qing replied irritably, her head buzzing with pain.

She didn't expect that a visit to Beauty Village would result in so many unwanted reunions, and it irritated her immensely.

Fu Moyi, still standing in the elevator, made no move to leave, lifting an eyebrow, "Miss Yao, have you already seen Yanshen?"

"What are you trying to say?" Yao Qing frowned.

"Oh, nothing," Fu Moyi finally stepped out of the elevator, brushing past Yao Qing.

The words he left her with were light and airy, "It's just that earlier in the private room, Yanshen got a call saying Tang Yi was in trouble upstairs. Yanshen went up to find her, not expecting to run into you."

Yao Qing's head throbbed as Fu Moyi's words sparked a sudden realization.

Yu Yanshen's private room was downstairs, and each floor was equipped with restrooms.

So the reason for his coming upstairs was his fear that something had happened to Tang Yi; bumping into her was purely coincidental.

But Tang Yi—didn't the woman in the restroom say she was overseas seeking treatment?

Or maybe Yu Yanshen, upon hearing about Tang Yi's situation, rushed upstairs without a second thought.

Yao Qing suddenly scoffed. She actually owed Tang Yi a word of thanks; otherwise, she might still be entangled with Xiang Yanghong.

Fu Moyi stood at a distance, watching Yao Qing enter the elevator without a change in expression, his brows furrowing even tighter.

This woman, not a hint of emotion at all!

"What's the point of lying to her?" Yu Yanshen's voice came from behind, indecipherable in emotion.

Fu Moyi turned to look at the man in the shirt, "I just don't like her."

Four years ago, because of power and benefits, she left silently with another man. Even though she was still passionately in love with Yu Yanshen at the time, she brazenly made a cuckold of him and then spent four years abroad with another man before returning to the country without a word.