"The day before yesterday."
Su Han tilted his head, looked at Ren Qinghuan, and smiled, "I came back the day before yesterday, you came out of seclusion the day before yesterday, and you say it's not because of me?"
"Just a coincidence." Ren Qinghuan averted her gaze.
She dared not meet Su Han's eyes.
This was the first man she had been unable to look directly at from birth until now.
As if if they locked gazes, Ren Qinghuan would fall into those starry sky-deep eyes, unable to extricate herself.
"Truly a coincidence?"
Su Han teased, "Then why did I hear from a Heavenly Mountain Pavilion disciple that you only came out after you heard I was back?"
"Which disciple?"
Ren Qinghuan snorted coldly, "Tell me, I promise not to beat him to death."
"Then I can't tell you. With such a domineering Pavilion Master, people wouldn't dare to speak up, would they?" Su Han chuckled.
"When are you leaving?" Ren Qinghuan glanced at Su Han again.
"Leave?"
