How can that be...
Yu Qinglu walked very, very slowly, almost moving forward step by step, unable to pay any attention to the people coming and going around her.
Until, within her sight appeared a pair of red high heels.
She stopped in her tracks, lifted her head dazedly, and when she saw the person in front of her, her unfocused, dreamy gaze suddenly became clear.
Lu Yao raised her hand to gather her long hair to one side, lazily combing it with her fingers, a slight smile playing on her lips, "What, hasn't it only been a few days, and Miss Yu already doesn't recognize me?"
If she hadn't confirmed in advance, she would have struggled to recognize that this was indeed Yu Qinglu.
What was Yu Qinglu like before...
Every move was graceful and poised like a socialite, her silky black hair draped smoothly over her shoulders, wearing only light makeup, her clothing style simple yet intricate, each piece having special little details.
