"I just happened to pass by and planned to come in for a drink. I saw you were here," Wen Nuan unconsciously tightened the strap of her handbag as she spoke calmly, but her heart felt like a little rabbit thumping wildly.
"Did you miss me?"
He looked at her, eyes unwavering, his voice devoid of any emotion.
"No." Wen Nuan shook her head, her eyes inadvertently glancing down at her toes.
Her heart did yearn for him, but she couldn't forget that night, how he expressed disdain and humiliation towards her in front of Leng Ye. That wound and insult, how could she ever forget?
"I happened to see your car, and my curiosity drove me over here, nothing more. If I'm disturbing you, I apologize."
Finishing quietly, Wen Nuan took a deep breath and walked past him indifferently.
"About that day..."
Leng Yan grabbed her arm, biting his teeth as if the words were hard to articulate: "About the incident with the set, I wronged you."
