The man standing by the window had a tall and composed figure. At first glance, he overlapped with the familiar silhouette in her mind, and Dong Xin Yan unconsciously parted her lips, "Zi..."
But as soon as her voice emerged, the man slowly turned around, and his face suddenly imprinted itself in Dong Xin Yan's eyes. The word "Zi" got stuck in her throat.
Afterward, she lightly lowered her eyelids, her lips pulling into a mocking smile.
Of course, Ziyang is still in custody; how could he be here?
Gu Ningyi, having sensed movement behind him, turned around. At that moment, he saw Dong Xin Yan's clear, expectant eyes looking at him, her lips slightly parted. Even though there was some distance, he could vaguely make out that she mouthed a "Zi."
But when she saw him, in just a second, the anticipation in her eyes disappeared, her expression stiffened, and then she disappointingly lowered her gaze.
