When they parted ways, Bai Zhi never thought they would meet again.
City B is so big, with so many people, and yet, on her birthday today, they meet once more. How can this be explained?
Is it fate?
It can only be said that their bond is deep, and their separation is shallow.
Duan Xingzhi was slightly stunned and said a couple of words to the people around him, who then all went upstairs, while he walked over to her alone.
Song Xue and Weiwei did not expect to encounter Duan Xingzhi here either and, surprised, they stood up to greet him.
"President Duan, what a coincidence."
Duan Xingzhi nodded slightly, "Hello."
Finally, his gaze landed on the cake on the table. The cake had Bai Zhi's name written on it, and his eyes subtly changed.
"Xiao Bai, happy birthday."
Bai Zhi smiled slightly, tugging at the corners of her mouth, "Thank you."
