Li Beicheng had unexpectedly refused her for a woman who had already become an abandoned wife and a laughingstock. Mia was stunned for a moment, even forgetting to utter the usual courtesies.
Measured by such an intensely shocked gaze, Yan Xiaye couldn't help but lower her eyes with a half-forced smile, "Miss, do you know me?"
"Uh…" Mia squeezed out an awkward smile. Then, gazing affectionately at the iron-hearted Li Beicheng, she quickly got up from the ground, delicately saying goodbye, "Young Master Li, whether you think of me or not, I always think of you."
After saying this, she coquettishly pursed her lips in a smile and gracefully made her way out of the crowd, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
With the bothersome woman finally gone, Li Beicheng sighed in relief, silently cursing his bad luck.