From the moment she stepped out of the company and saw this car parked at the entrance, Song Qiao had already recognized it as Gu Linyuan's car.
Not because she was familiar with it, but because this flashy sports car seemed to be one of a kind — she wasn't too focused on such news about sports cars; however, previously, when she had gone out with Gu Linyuan, she saw his friends showing off pictures of this car and caught a glimpse of it. Perhaps the car was too showy that it was unconsciously etched in her memory.
Initially, she wanted to completely ignore Gu Linyuan and leave as if he didn't exist, but to her surprise, she was stopped after only taking two steps. Song Qiao looked at the man blocking her way, her brows involuntarily furrowing.
