For a moment, Sheng Qingxue felt her heart beating wildly.
Was it meant for her?
Clutching the gift tightly, she hurried towards Gong Beitang. Where had he gone? It seemed he wasn't in the hall. She quickly started to look for him.
Finally, she saw him standing alone in the garden, smoking, seemingly having smoked many cigarettes.
She had rarely seen him smoke; in fact, she had almost never seen him smoke, so seeing him smoke so much all of a sudden was quite shocking.
He seemed to have something on his mind...
He indeed should have something on his mind.
Sheng Qingxue's heart twisted slightly, and compared to just now, her steps slowed considerably.
She slowly walked up to him.
Gong Beitang heard footsteps and looked towards the sound. Seeing it was her, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly extinguished the cigarette he was smoking.
