Wen Yu noticed her actions, his fair and handsome face remaining utterly calm, devoid of any discernible emotion in his eyes.
He walked his own path, and as he got closer to her, her gaze constantly followed him. Just when they were about to brush past each other, suddenly a phrase dropped into the air:
"Wait a moment."
the woman said.
He paused slightly in his steps.
The woman with long hair walked up to him, her gaze fixed on him unblinkingly as if she was scrutinizing his features.
Wen Yu did not evade, slowly lifting his eyes to meet hers.
Staring into the reflection of himself in her eyes.
"What is your relationship with Wen Xian?" she asked, one hand across her chest, the other propping up her chin, her brows slightly furrowed in thought.
Wen Yu's gaze flickered, and he countered, "And what is your relationship with her?"
