Watching the man gradually approaching her, Ning Wan subconsciously wanted to escape, only to realize there was nowhere to run, especially under the man's gaze there was no place to hide.
The color had drained from Ning Wan's face, the fear spreading from her heart became clearer as the man drew nearer. Though her face still bore a faint sneer, she spoke coldly, "Mr. Xi, I don't think we're very familiar!"
Her and Xi Mohan… familiar?
Perhaps they were in the past, but after her hopes were brutally crushed by this man, they were strangers.
Though not to the point of detestation, it was best that they were like strangers passing each other by.
