In the night, a gentle breeze blew as Sheng Jianan squinted his eyes, looking at the person in front of him whom he didn't know well.
Shen Yao was very quiet, exuding the gentle elegance and grace of a well-bred lady. Even during dinner conversation, she mostly responded to questions asked by others, speaking just enough, neither cold nor overly enthusiastic.
And now, she stood quietly in front of him and asked a question, making Sheng Jianan silent for a couple of seconds, just about to say something when Gu Han hung up the phone and came back: "Why are you standing here, not leaving?"
Shen Yao turned her head, giving him a smile, as if nothing had happened and continued walking forward.
