If I Have to Choose, It Has to Be Her (4)

An Xiaxia's hand trembled and she almost dropped her phone.

Sheng Qingyi… Wasn't that Sheng Yize's father…

Why did he want to see her? Shouldn't he go to Sheng Yize first?

Despite all her doubts, An Xiaxia replied with an "OK." Sheng Qingyi soon sent her the address of a restaurant and the time of their meeting.

"What are you doing there?" Sheng Yize whispered in her ear.

"Nothing…" An Xiaxia put her phone away, smiled at Sheng Yize, and took a deep breath.

Whatever will be, will be.

Bring it on, then.

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The next day.

An Xiaxia arrived at the designated restaurant at the time Sheng Qingyi had sent her.

Sheng Qingyi was even more punctual — apparently, he had arrived earlier. He smiled at her in that genteel way characteristic of middle-aged men and he had that charming air of a man his age.