Up ahead, it was actually that woman he'd met on the train the first time he came to Yanjing, Xu Tinglan.
Right now, Xu Tinglan was being pulled at by a group of people—or rather, surrounded was more accurate.
"Let go of me!"
Xu Tinglan flung her arm, shaking off someone's hand, her gaze glaring angrily at the rich kid in front of her.
"Ting Lan, didn't expect to run into you here. We really are fated, aren't we?" That rich kid said with a smile on his face.
"No fate. Don't think I don't know you're following me."
Xu Tinglan stared at him coldly. She wasn't worried he'd try anything crazy, because this was still in full view of the public; there were plenty of people around watching.
The passersby who saw this scene only looked over curiously, then walked straight past.
"How could I do something like that?" The rich kid didn't care at all, still wearing that smile. "We really do have fate, and this time, I actually have something to discuss with you."
