He had always wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to Feng Yueya, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
In contrast, Feng Yueya seemed not to be angry at all.
No, to put it more accurately, she had completely forgotten that Rong Qi had been angry with her.
It was as if his anger was of no consequence to her.
He was angry because of her, but why didn't she care at all?
Rong Qi stared intently at the slender figure in front of him, her clothes and hair fluttering in the wind.
The side of her face, partially visible, was fair and smooth.
The aura she exuded was like a full bloom of lilies, elegant and fragrant.
Although she didn't have a beauty that could overturn cities, she was nonetheless graceful and delicately charming.
He had seen many girls like her, but why did his heart stir only for her...
Was it because he admired her bravery and exceptional abilities?
Perhaps it was because she looked petite and seemingly easy to bully.