Chapter Ninety-Seven
Had Ye Nanxun ever smiled?
Or rather, had Ye Nanxun ever smiled in front of him?
When the question surfaced, Ye Zhineng tried to sift through the few memories he shared with Ye Nanxun, searching for scattered moments when the omega had smiled before him.
He could not remember.
Not at all.
Had Ye Nanxun really never smiled at him?
Or had it simply been too long since he and Ye Nanxun had met, leaving him unable to remember many things clearly?
Unlike Zhu Shixin, who always looked arrogant and domineering, Ye Zhineng was dressed quite refined and elegant today.
Combined with his good looks, no one would have guessed at first glance that beneath that handsome, gentle exterior lurked an utterly filthy, foul-smelling soul.
Hadn't Ye Nanxun's family in his previous life been deceived by Ye Zhineng's mild and courteous appearance?
"Xiaoxun, long time no see." When Ye Zhineng smiled, he revealed a row of white teeth, his eyes shining with delight.
The smile that had been on Ye Nanxun's lips a second ago swiftly faded when he saw Ye Zhineng.
The warm smile that had briefly appeared on Ye Nanxun's face was like an illusion caused by wind blurring one's eyes. With a single blink, it vanished completely.
The Ye Nanxun from before would not have looked at him like this.
"Xiaoxun, are you still angry?" Since Ye Zhineng had come to the research institute to find Ye Nanxun, he had prepared himself to be treated coldly.
But Ye Nanxun's indifference, his rejection and disgust toward him, exceeded Ye Zhineng's expectations.
After briefly glancing in Ye Zhineng's direction, obvious displeasure flashed between Ye Nanxun's brows.
He slipped the phone in his hand into his coat pocket and strode forward on his long legs. Ye Nanxun did