She disappeared completely, as if she had never been there.
Later, he went abroad.
What once hurt so much, now looking back, only left a sense of wistful reflection.
As he thought about it, his footsteps unknowingly brought him to the entrance of An Siqing's department.
Taking out his phone, he glanced at the class schedule sent by his secretary. Lin Xilu followed the small path in the department courtyard, arriving outside the dance practice room.
At this moment, inside the practice room.
An Siqing was dressed in a white, form-fitting outfit, perfectly outlining her lithe and graceful curves.
Over her lower half, she wore a small white gauze skirt, practicing ballet alongside her partner.
Her long, lustrous black hair was elegantly pinned high atop her head, exposing her gracefully contoured neck.
The baby fat on her face had entirely disappeared, leaving her features more defined, with a delicate, pointed chin.
