The two groups collided head-on, only stopping again when they were about three or four ters apart.
Looking at Jiang Jinghao, whom she hadn’t seen for a long ti, Qiao Mo felt a bit dazed.
How long had it been since he turned away without a word and left?
It hadn’t really been that long, but why did she feel like it had been an eternity?
The scenes from the past seed to be frozen in the depths of her mory, almost sealed away long ago.
Qiao Mo stared at him in a trance; his eyes were still clear, reflecting sky blue and sunlight.
But he seed thinner...
A lot thinner, and his eyes carried a loneliness that didn’t belong to him.
Qiao Mo didn’t dare to look anymore, she lowered her gaze and said nothing.
Jiang Jinghao, too, was staring at her in a daze, a hint of pain in his eyes, wanting to speak several tis.
But seeing the big hand placed around her waist, he ultimately held back and said nothing.
Beside Jiang Jinghao were three or four young n, all roughly the sa age, with an air and attire suggesting wealth or status.
Qiao Mo thought, at least judging by this, he should be doing well.
Fu Nancheng’s gaze fell on Jiang Jinghao, deep and dangerous.
A few seconds later, Fu Nancheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Qiao Mo beside him, saying in a deep voice, "Let’s go."
Qiao Mo said nothing, only feeling that the big hand on her waist was almost about to twist her.
She knew what he minded.
But as they took only a few steps, a young man next to Jiang Jinghao seed to suddenly rember sothing, exclaiming in surprise, "Are you... are you Mr. Fu?"
Fu Nancheng paused slightly in his steps, looking up at the man without speaking.
Soone else beside him asked, "Which Mr. Fu?"
"Fu Nancheng..."
Upon hearing this, the gazes of the people across flared with warmth, except for Jiang Jinghao, who remained motionless, with a tinge of pain in his eyes.
"You really are Mr. Fu? I never expected to et you here... I often hear my father ntion you at ho, and I truly didn’t expect you to be such a young and talented gentleman."
"eting is destiny, so why don’t I host today, and we all have a al together?"
"Yes, surely Mr. Fu has just arrived as well, why don’t we join together?"
...
Once Fu Nancheng’s identity was revealed, the few forrly sowhat proud n suddenly changed their attitudes, showering complints lavishly, even though Fu Nancheng’s expression remained indifferent throughout.
Qiao Mo felt a pang in her heart, but she thought, he dislikes Jing Hao so much, surely he will refuse.
But contrary to her wishes, the situation changed.
Just as everyone was eagerly waiting for Fu Nancheng’s response, he instead let his gaze fall on Jiang Jinghao, and lightly opened his lips, "Mr. Jiang, what do you think?"
Qiao Mo instinctively looked up, completely not expecting Fu Nancheng would actually ask Jiang Jinghao.
When her gaze collided with his deep eyes, her heart trembled, and ultimately she didn’t dare to et his gaze.
Jiang Jinghao witnessed this scene, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally slowly spoke, "Alright."
Qiao Mo’s heart tightened.
Jing Hao... how could he agree?
As his gaze fell on Qiao Mo, Fu Nancheng also turned to look at Qiao Mo, holding her waist and slowly said, "This is Mr. Jiang, you should know him, right?"
His gaze was like a cold blade, deep like an abyss.
Qiao Mo t his eyes, carrying a trace of unease.
What exactly did he want to do?
She had already broken up with Jiang Jinghao, wasn’t that enough!
Seeing the pain in her eyes, he curved his lips and said slowly, "Why don’t you even greet Mr. Jiang?"
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