On the weekend, Shen Qiong had made a point of telling his assistant, Ren Tianxue, to select customers who could receive their fortune-telling answers on a slip of paper. He also asked Gu Liming to watch the shop, then headed to the airport alone.
He had bought a ticket for a ten o'clock flight to Shanghai. After checking in, he took his boarding pass and went to the waiting area.
Though it was still early, the terminal was already packed. Shen Qiong finally spotted two empty seats in a corner and hurried over.
He had barely sat down when a faint, delicate fragrance drifted over. He turned his head and saw a pure, elegant young woman approaching. Her eyes were as clear and bright as a spring, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently. Her fair skin looked soft and supple, and she carried herself with an air of quiet grace.
She wasn't wearing her hair in a bun today. Instead, she let it fall comfortably over her shoulders. She came over and took the last empty seat beside Shen Qiong.
Compared with the night she had tried to drown her sorrows over a breakup, Ye Yunxi seemed much better today. The vows they had once made to each other had pierced her heart like a knife, shattering every beautiful thing and burying the pieces deep in her memory.
She seemed to notice Shen Qiong glancing at her. With a faint smile, she politely nodded to him.
No matter how carefully she had dressed, the exhaustion and sadness at the corners of her eyes were hard to hide. After all his practice these past few days, Shen Qiong's powers of observation were far sharper than before. He saw her state of mind at a glance.
He sighed to himself and checked