She shoved him away and hurriedly withdrew her hand that had been held, Xie Wanqing looked towards the courtyard gate.
Panic-stricken.
Ji Chengfeng, who was pushed away without mercy, followed her gaze and looked over, his eyes slightly narrowed.
The eyes of two men met in the air for a moment.
In a flash, Xie Wanqing suddenly sprang up, whispered "Don't come over" to the person beside her, and quickly walked towards the gate.
The courtyard was quite large, the distance not short.
As she walked closer and closer, Xie Wanqing's steps became increasingly slow.
A torrent of emotions swept over her.
How did he find her?
How was it so coincidental, witnessing this scene?
What would he think?
Their first meeting after her feigned death, yet she was embracing another man.
They had been apart for five whole years.
Not five days, or five months.
Five years, he had transformed from a nineteen-year-old boy into an inscrutable Emperor who ruled the world.
