We'll leave later

Zhao Yan smirked but said nothing, his expression one of quiet amusement. Hua Jing was grateful he didn't retort. If he did, she might stumble over her words and make a fool of herself. She wasn't ready to confront the turmoil in her chest—the way her heart was racing for reasons she couldn't understand.

Her emotions felt alien. Never before had she experienced this kind of reaction, not even during her relationship with Xu Ming in her original world. Xu Ming, she thought bitterly. That idiot.

The thought of him was enough to pull her out of her daze. That bastard Xu Ming, who had left her for another woman—a woman who, of all people, turned out to be Hua Ling in her original world! The memory made Hua Jing clench her fists.