Su Yu'an, her nominal ex-fiancé, the man she least wanted to see, now appeared before her unexpectedly.
Lin Qian's face paled, her hands gripping the shopping bag tightly as she quickly turned and walked briskly to the right.
"Qianqian!"
The man's urgent call rang out, and Lin Qian felt a tug on her arm as she was stopped by Su Yu'an.
Lin Qian's breathing faltered, she suppressed her rampant emotions, and looked toward him with a forced smile, "Mr. Su, is there something you need?"
"Qianqian, it's been a long time. Are you... okay?"
Su Yu'an stared intensely at Lin Qian, his dark pupils reflecting her petite figure, the person whom he yearned for day and night.
"I'm doing well."
Lin Qian smiled faintly, struggling against the grip on her hand, "Mr. Su, I'm in a hurry to get home. Please let go."
"Qianqian, I...."
"Lin Qian, is it really you?"