Su Chengxuan was never the type to seek attention, and his mood hadn't been great these past few days.
He wondered how Zhuang Su was doing now, but he didn't dare to look for her, didn't dare to talk to her.
While Su Chengxuan was lost in thoughts about Zhuang Su, he suddenly saw that familiar figure.
His brows furrowed as if he were dreaming.
How could Shushu appear here? Was he really missing her so much that every woman he saw resembled her?
In fact, he had dreamt of her many times already.
At first, he was happy, but later, Zhuang Su cried so sorrowfully that he was scared awake.
Su Chengxuan didn't know what to do; he didn't want to upset Zhuang Su, yet he felt Mrs. Zhuang's words made sense.
Zhuang Su also thought she was mistaken, finding it odd when she noticed Su Chengxuan was absent-minded.
However, she wasn't the type of person to insist.
If he wants to pretend not to know her, she would naturally comply.
