Instead of continuing to return to the private room, she left the restaurant quietly alone.

Sicheng is a very prosperous city, with pedestrians on the streets, but Jiang Nai was aimless and didn't know where to go.

She is not the kind of character that is depressed and is eager to find someone to talk to.

More often, I am used to being alone and digesting myself.

As he walked past the traffic light, Jiang Nai looked up and saw a billboard on a tall building diagonally opposite.

Above is a large poster taken by her endorsement of jewelry. She sat gracefully in a smoke-colored long skirt in front of the black piano. The warm yellow light created a hazy beauty. Her black hair was tied up with a crystal hairpin, showing off her extremely white and slender back, and she turned slightly, with a sincere smile on her face.

Jiang Nai's eyes stayed on that smile for a long time.

I vaguely remember that she smiled so happily because she just paid off all her debts that day.

I have been through those years, so why bother to affect myself for some things in front of me?

Jiang Nai took a deep breath. When she was about to walk forward, she was hit by oncoming pedestrians, and her sharp high heels were stuck on the road and fell to the ground.

"Sorry... are you okay?"

The girl who accidentally hit her came to help her in panic. Jiang Nai stood up in embarrassment, revealing her beautiful face under her scattered hair.

When the girl showed a surprised expression, she pretended that she didn't see it and said softly: "It's okay."

Then, endured the pain, quickly left the middle of the road, and walked to a bench on the opposite street and sat down slowly.

The irritable mood was hit and the pain in her knees calmed down.

Jiang Nai opened the bag and took a tissue. Her drooping eyelashes swept the screen of her phone slightly lit up. She took it out and found that there were many missed calls, most of which were: [Qin Shuran]

Turning down, another name that was missed was clearly reflected in her eyes.

It was called by Xie Lanshen.

She didn't hear it at that time, so he sent another text message.

In a short sentence, she gave her the address to meet.

Jiang Nai's thick eyelashes drooped halfway. Looking at his appearance at the moment, after the fall, his black hair became scattered, his skirt was a little dirty, and the red blood on his knees oozed out bit by bit. He didn't wipe it with a tissue, and he looked so embarrassed.

Her nose suddenly became sore, and she was extremely reluctant to let Xie Lanshen see such a embarrassed self after many years.
Chapter completed!