The two of them stopped, instinctively looking back. When Su Wan saw who it was, her eyes froze, and she tightened her grip on Fu Weiheng's hand.
Jiang Yun jogged over to them, casting a complicated look at Su Wan, hesitating for a moment before speaking: "Wan..." The two words she was about to say halted abruptly when she met Su Wan's cold, indifferent gaze, and she changed her tone, "Miss Su, can we talk for a moment?"
Su Wan's expression darkened as she was about to refuse, but Fu Weiheng spoke first: "I'll go for a smoke."
As soon as he finished speaking, with Su Wan looking bewildered, he walked straight to the convenience store next door with his long legs.
Su Wan: "..."
"Wanwan..."
"Call me Su Wan." She frowned, her delicate voice holding only indifference, devoid of any warmth.
Jiang Yun forced a bitter smile: "These years, have you been well?"
Su Wan didn't look at her: "As you can see, very well."
