Su Jiaojiao emerged from the restroom quite a while after Gu Lanshan had left. As she approached the private room's entrance, she saw Han Chengchi standing there, head tilted back, deeply inhaling his cigarette, surrounded by a scatter of cigarette butts on the ground.
Her steps slowed slightly as she moved forward, gradually approaching in her high heels. Hearing her approach, Han Chengchi slightly lifted his head to glance at Su Jiaojiao, said nothing, and just raised his hand to take another fierce drag of his cigarette.
"Chengchi, were you waiting for me here?" Su Jiaojiao smiled coquettishly and leaned toward Han Chengchi.
Han Chengchi utterly disregarded what Su Jiaojiao had said, continuing to smoke on his own.
Standing beside Han Chengchi, Su Jiaojiao faintly felt that the man before her was somewhat different from the one she had always encountered.
