Since Yan Qianyi had awakened from a two-year coma, a lot had changed.
Previously, he too knew that she hadn't actually liked him much.
But at least they had been childhood sweethearts.
He never thought the day would come when she would look at him with murderous eyes.
"I'll count to three, don't force me to make a move," Yan Qianyi said lightly, completely losing her patience, "One, two..."
Before reaching "three," Qu Yang stepped aside.
If it came to a fight, he was no match for Yan Qianyi.
Yan Qianyi opened the car door and sat down.
Starting the car and rolling down the window, she coldly looked ahead and said to Qu Yang, "Last time you stalked me at the bubble tea shop, this time you came to Yan Group, it can't be a coincidence, right? If I'm not wrong, you've been following me lately."
Qu Yang's spine stiffened.
Indeed, he had been following Yan Qianyi these past few days.
