"What will you do after you're done?"
Xu Yuan found it strange that she suddenly fell silent, prompting him to ask again.
"I'll contact you after I'm done, that's it, goodbye." Lu Wanwan hung up the phone.
She hesitated for only a moment before stepping into the elevator.
She dared not look in that direction, but peripherally, she saw him standing lazily by the control panel.
After she entered, he raised his hand and pressed the close button.
It seemed his gaze hadn't shifted in the slightest from the moment she appeared until she entered.
Lu Wanwan's mouth curled up in self-mockery; he really didn't want to see her.
During the decision to return from the United States, the thought that most occupied her mind was whether she would encounter Gu Annan.
Logically, the chances of them meeting were not high.
Manchester is an international metropolis; even though she had a career, it was worlds apart from Gu Annan's.
